There’s a phenomenon known as “pump head”. It describes the neurocognitive deficits that some people experience after being on heart and lung bypass during surgery. MC started out with piss poor memory and now, instead of having half of a brain, he’s down to an 8th of one. I’m supposed to be the brain. This has been my job the entire time I’ve been married to him. To remind him of things, to remember his passwords, to remember birthdays of people I don’t even like, and to find things he has lost by remembering where that thing was five years ago.
Poor MC is without nards and now he is missing most of his brain. There are certain things I can help with but even I’m experiencing some of the same brainfloop from hypoxia. The things I can’t help with have to do with his job and the tremendous amount of paperwork required for absolutely everything. I couldn’t tell him that by missing his last promotion test, it made him ineligible for reenlistment and I couldn’t tell him that his extension would be kicked back and canceled because he had already extended his enlistment once during his current rank.
What does this mean? It means we’re guaranteed pay for the last half of this month but that’s it. He’s officially a civilian. Depending on how understanding some kid behind a desk in Texas is, we may be forced to vacate our home within a month. Not cool. It makes sense now that I’m back on track to feigning improved “health”, I’ll be clotheslined by circumstance.