MS Math

Yvonne calculator and penI have never been good at math or science.  In school, I was more of an English, history, social studies type of student.  Once, I tried to figure out why this was.

Turns out, there is a psychological belief that the learning differences among people depend on the side of the brain where they do most of their thinking.

If you think more with your left side, you tend to be a more logical and objective.  If you think more with your right side, you tend to be more intuitive, and subjective.

Different parts of your brain control different things, which control different ways of thinking, which then control different ways of learning, which control which subjects you might better understand which then controls the type of person you will become and then that controls whether or not your life will stink.

The only reason why I care about any of this is that multiple sclerosis is really screwing up the few math skills I have left.

One day, I called a restaurant and made dinner reservations for 4.    I counted everyone in our party, and even remembered to count myself.   I counted our group twice.  But when we arrived, the hostess said there were five of us.  I counted again, and again counted myself, but I still got four-me, Julia, Rick, Ellen and Janie-four.

“What’s up with her?” I asked my dinner companions.  “I wonder where she went to school.  Do you think she had a cocktail before she started her shift?”

Imagine my confusion when they brought an extra chair at a table normally used for four people and we all sat down, filling all the chairs-me, Julia, Rick, Ellen and Janie- four.  I’m still confused.

Melting ClockBut the above is minor when compared with the important way MS is tormenting my math taxed brain.  We are supposed to receive 24 hours in a day.  The average human, after getting a good night’s sleep, winds up with about 16-17 hours to get whatever they do, done.   Yet, when I count the hours in my day, I only get five.  Where did all my hours go?

I fall asleep at night at around 10, and then get up the next morning at around 9:30.   I start my day with a glass of water and a thyroid pill that requires I wait 30 minutes before consuming anything else.   On a good day, I will use this ½ hour for prayer time.  But usually, I just fall back to sleep.

I wake up desperate for the bathroom as the water has gone right through me.   Next, I drink my tea while checking my emails and FB.   Then it is time for breakfast.

Focused now, I take a shower and straighten up a bit.  Dressed for the day, I am ready to get some things done.  Then is time for lunch.  I look at the clock- it is 2.   I am productive for a couple of hours before I am tired and need to rest.  After resting for an hour or so, it is now 5.

I check my computer again, call my mom to tell her about my busy day, make dinner, and do the dishes.  It is now 8 and it is time to start getting ready for bed.  My day is over.  I have had from 2-4 and then 5-8.  Using my calculator, that comes out to 5 hours.  I add it up again.  I get five- not 24.

Is it me?   Am I using the wrong side of my lesion filled brain?   I don’t know but all this objective and subjective thinking is telling me that I desperately need a nap.

Yvonne de Sousa




  1. Yvonne~
    You have no idea how I laughed as I read this post! Numbers have never been my friends either, but now… I was remembering myself figuring out when to set my morning alarm. I need 7 hours of sleep a night, not more or less. I was going to bed at 1:00am calculating what time I should set my alarm for. No lie, (I’m cracking up just writing this!) I was counting it out on my fingers!
    ps. it’s easier just to go to bed at the same time every night

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