Memory Mini-Pause
Wednesday, July 1st, 2009As a child I always prided myself on my memory. I could and still can remember specific childhood events as early as age 2 in vivid detail. Things started to blur during residency when I worked 36-hour shifts but nothing destroyed my memory (as well as other body parts) like children.
The deep slide occurred after the birth of my twins when I boiled my breast pump after forgetting I left it on the stove. The toxic smell of burnt plastic required the fire department to come and air out our apartment. That certainly ruined my chances for mother of the year. I realized 2 things. Hot soapy water is sufficient to clean a breast pump and hormones made me stupid. Certainly sleep deprivation had much to do with it but I remember the moment that I stood in the kitchen and realized my fantastic memory had slipped and I knew that it was related to my hormones. Fortunately, my memory returned but I can’t wait to see what happens when I hit menopause.
