No, before anyone jumps to assumptions, this has nothing to do with bimbos, and entirely to do with me.
One thing I have discovered in the last month, and a bit, post seizures, is that I have good days, when both brain, and body work to a reasonable degree, and other days when one or other is misfiring a bit, and the odd day when neither are all that great. Then you have this morning.
To be honest, when I got up this morning to start the day properly (as opposed to the 2 bathroom breaks overnight), I felt a bit off. Well, bit is being kind, the brain was just about functioning, and that was it! I mean, I could joke about knowing what its like to be brainwashed, but fine, it wasnt that much fun, and besides, no one was actually in control of my mind, quite literally!
I just about managed to get enough co-ordination together to make my breakfast, take my meds, and things started to improve a bit after that. I wouldnt say its been my greatest day thoughts wise, but I’ve managed to do some reading, I’ve seemingly managed to do a couple of blogs, so I must have something going for me at least? But do anything complex today, no chance. Thankfully I havent got to worry about anything complex like work for at least a couple more months, probably a whole lot longer (like forever) in truth, but officially, for now…
I wonder what it would be like to be actually brainwashed? As in emptied mind, presumably only able to obey commands, and nothing more. I know, I’d probably like the process far too much, and knowing me, might even enjoy the outcome, if I was then able to consider the fact, which of course I shouldnt be! As I say, first thing this morning, it felt like my thought processes were going through a big ball of cotton wool, or candy floss, but I still knew who Eric was, and I was still able (just) to cope with the mechanism of making my breakfast. Totally brainwashed of course, all that would be beyond my skills.
The other option would be to go down the opposite route, an AI upgrade for my failing brain. I know, I wouldnt mind the full AI brain replacement in the slightest, lets face it. Even better if it came with an upgraded body as well, but besides that… Of course, what about the happy medium, an AI interface with my own brain. Still me, but when the brain goes AWOL, as per this morning, it could take full control, or more generally, when I just need a bit of help, it provides that. Yes, I could live with that, but I’m probably the only person who might still be tempted to go with the full robot option, lol.
But yes, if anyone has an AI system that they want to try in interface with my brain, or in place of my failed organic brain, count me in as a willing guinea pig! In the meanwhile, lets hope its working a bit more efficiently when I get up tomorrow morning.
OK, video time. No, not Cyndi Lauper, but a band I’ve enjoyed for a few years now, Postmodern Jukebox, and their version of the song, with a 1912 feel, which is ideal for me.