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Jammed filter!

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Every so often, people say things that shouldn’t be said.


Some things just shouldn’t.

Us humans – living, breathing, excessively addictive to social media – have to endure the result of a very selfishly applied verb.

We communicate.

And not always very well.

In fact, I am sure your brain-to-mouth filter runs into trouble every so often, and you have bleeped from a similar technical glitch just as much as I have.

The only problem?

We just cannot take back our words.

For example, one of my friends sometimes tells me to speak a bit softer just before a film in the cinema. Or, others who know me well would jokingly say, “Do you like, ever, finish a story?” when I find my mind wandering in conversations, and I am trying to find my way back into it.

It is not that I am too ignorant to know what is allowed or not, I just realise too late that something’s amiss.

Like, really late.

Realising my voice is too loud because of dysarthria, or not applying the red light that makes people stop saying things, just so happens to be stuck somewhere in my upper echelons 1% of the time.

What prevents healthy people from rambling on, is their mainframe stepping on the breaks.

In certain people with MS, however, the speed of information processing and executive functions slows down over time. While cognitive issues might be a fact of life in MS, overt dementia in MS is rare. But, whichever form it takes, cognitive problems have an impact on daily life in more ways than just described.

What I think?

Oh, I do believe that the speed of my own IT installation turned a little bit left of centre somewhere around 2005.

Clumsy? Oh yes.

Still quick-witted? Nope, slowed-downed dopiness post-2004.

Applier of newly-invented-Encyclopaedia-Brittanica-worthy gobbledegook? Definitely.

Either ‘the birds were lying flow’, or ‘foreign pilitocs’ greatly interested me. Some, in fact, have wondered if a white coat needed to be called as involuntary spoonerisms like these have caused laughter and memories that needless to say, others have a far better recollection of that I have.

Me? I thought my newly acquired talent for involuntary creating weird words out of ridiculously dull ones, was hilarious.

I thought had it down to a tee

When I look back to 2004 and since, I must admit my cognition has slowed down a few millimetres.

Chats are interrupted by, “Oh, look, a dog!” or after saying five words, “Hmm… what was I just talking about?” Add moments of indecision and mathematical problem-solving fear, and I go, “Sorry, can YOU please check that out?” or “I will do that ANOTHER time if you don’t mind?”

I didn’t dumb down, I just kinda go dumber depending on my physical state of being before regaining some speed again.

My neuropsychologist pointed out that sometimes, my ability to handle particular mental tasks may skip the F1 pole position, but that brain training was a great way to stop the decline.

He should have told me that I needed to wear a red warning light on my head on days where I’m not anywhere near pole position, just as a warning to society.

Oh dear.

Worst of all was…

Just last week, upon telling my mum that the light went out in one eye because of optic neuritis, I had to say to her, “I can’t see in one eye, but don’t panic!” When I saw fear develop on my mother’s face, I quickly added, “Yes, but I still have another eye and the light is still on in that one!”

Despite the severity of the situation, I thought I’d give it a hilarious swing to make light (Dear Eye, no pun intended) of it to not overly worry anyone. After all, to me MS symptoms are a daily thing and not all that menacing anymore. I merely didn’t realise in time that this was not a moment to joke about losing half of your eyeballs.

Moral of the story: when your brain-to-mouth filter is not working well, telling serious stuff like this to your loved ones should be given the respect that serious things like this deserve.

We can all agree so that my filter got jammed somewhere.

Where, when and how? Imagined or reality?

Most definitely much too real.

Most of you know that my fatigue is often fatigue with a capital F, and at times, capitalised front to back. It’s no secret anymore that when I’m near falling asleep while standing up, I either start talking gibberish, get all teenager-giddy or stop talking altogether. It is what I refer to as “Making the most of my near-empty barrel of energy!” because I am about to go incommunicado for a day or two when the battery has completely died.


Many years ago, another friend told me that one of his family connections had recently been diagnosed with MS and that he would talk loud on occasion without him realising this. My friend eventually apologised to me for thinking I was just ignorant and that he now understood that there are moments where I do not have the loudness of my voice under control.

Hearing her say this felt like a small victory in the battle of invisible cognitive symptoms.

As a person with MS, I do not drag my illness into every conversation because it annoys me as much as it annoys anyone. It can be embarrassing and cause self-confidence issues of fear of upsetting family and friends.

Allow me to extend my friend’s apology, so, to anyone who found themselves near my half-asleep brain-to-mouth filter. When you hear I am going way off-track or talk too loud, please don’t hesitate to give me a sign to help me find my way back into the conversation.

Or, if you find it difficult to follow my words, say so. Just don’t use my illness, in general, to attack me as a human being, as my words are part of my behaviour, not my personality.

And, after all, talking in Ireland is a national illness or a survival instinct of sorts.

Interesting websites

Hello Brain

Brain Training That Works

Use It So You Don’t Lose It

Use it or lose it: How to keep your memory sharp

Train the brain

How Innate ‘Plasticity’ of Your Brain Allows You to Improve Cognitive Performance and Prevent Age-Related Decline

Staying smart

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