My brain is less functional than before in these areas: keeping track of the day, date, and even month; peoples’ first names; medicine names; and how to run the very online writing workshop I designed and Eric and I wrote, launched, and upgraded over the last 10 years. It is very depressing to try to do the few behind-the-scenes person-to-person functions with all the loss of ability. Eric volunteers to do what I can’t, but then I don’t know whether things are done, and whether they are done the way I would want them done. (That would be “the right way.”)
The same thing is happening all over my life. Housekeeping, clothes-buying, finances, bill-paying. The shift is challenging me to let up my grip, be okay with things done a different way than mine, and trust Eric more than before in realms we both (I think) agree I am more skilled in.