Today was supposed to be a big day.

today was the scan to determine my future path. Surely I would remember that?

I woke in my armchair earlier. I had great difficulty adjusting to my surroundings. I had to check to see what day it was and what I was supposed to be doing. I remembered the scan. Or did I? I remembered that I was supposed to have done it, but the memories of the actual event are vague to say the least.

I remember Daughter bursting into my bedroom and telling me to get up. I sort of remember her driving us to the hospital. Yes, there was a white doughnut machine that I had to lie in and I clearly remember a robotic voice telling me to hold my breath. Then there was a wheelchair but that’s it. Did that really happen today?

I think I may have tipped over into some kind of disconnect.

I would normally be thinking of going for a coffee in the village now…. I think. But do I want a coffee? Have I the energy?

The only conclusion I can come to is that the brain has shut down. I’m in a mental exclusion zone. Am I excluded from the world or is the world excluded from me? I don’t konw. Bugger! I’m confused.

I don’t know what I am doing here.

Talk amongst yourselves.