Brain Pain

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On Monday, I had amnesia. Well, not on Monday. I noticed Tuesday that I had no memory at all of Monday from about 13:00 or so onwards. Judging from browser logs, e-mail, IM logs, and the telephone's history, I didn't do much, except apparently talk to victoriana, who seems to be well, or else I was lying to baronden about it. It's been a long time (three years) since I've had amnesia.

Last night at an unknown hour, I woke up to my brain working too fast. No, seriously. First, think about what must be happening for that. I'd be getting tons of blood pouring into my head, which means blood would be diverted from other parts of my body. My extremities would get tingly and cold, and my head would get really, really hot. I'd also start the next day with a massive headache. My body would also get sluggish and weak. What's it like? Well, for me, it was watching equations fly by my consciousness, but calculating each one as it went by. I'd move my arm, and be inundated by the equations and formulas that described how it was moving. At the time, it seemed like my subconscious was processing them all, solving them as I moved, but my conscious self was still partly unaware of what was going on unless I concentrated on individual ones. And we're not talking about a simple parabolic trajectories. I was seeing material tension equations, complex leverage systems, pull of gravity and electromagnetism between systems. Not gravitic forces exerted by earth and the systems, gravitic forces exerted between the two systems. Now my brain hurts like hell. I get the impression that I've been like this before. But it always seems to happen when I am asleep, or getting there.

Comments

[ndkid.livejournal.com]

(chuckle)
You've reminded me of my body's variant of this idea: I enter this fevered insomnia state where things stoop making cohesive sense. Instead of my mind overdriving to solve the equations of movement, it takes the form of a game. My mind is convinced that I can sleep iff I find the exact proper combination of position and breathing. Therefore, it becomes a giant game of znalog zendo... body moves, mind checks to see how close to optimal this is; body shifts a bit more, mind recalculates. Eventually, when sleep doesn't come, my mind decides that obviously *change* in position plays into it as well... I have to go through a series of motions and breathing patterns to go to sleep! And so on, for hours and hours...

[zyxwvut.livejournal.com]

Um, have you had this medically checked out?

"Brain hurts like hell" is not something to mess around with.

Z

P.S.: A little bit of your life, here with mine: right now
(unless something drastic has happened since I left for work),
Ginohn is/are asleep in our upstairs guest room. ;-D