My issue is that I ran a medical department for the prisons for 20 plus years. I KNOW what confusion is. I know what chaos is, I know how to handle a crowd, and I know how to keep my cool, but in the last year, I get spun, confused, disoriented, my protective space around me gets minuscule and yet the folks who are banging into me with their carts dont seem to know what a boundary or personal space is! They reach over you to get soap or cheese. They open products and then put them back! They turn their children loose or let them swing like monkeys from the carriage and I just know that I am about to witness a child plummeting to their death.

Why is it that one year ago I could balance my coupons, recipes, and crowds, without hassle and now i panic, lose it, and cant think for hours sometimes days after? What about my brain shuts down?

Its just not fair!