I always knew I was forgetful. I mean, there have been many times when I forget what I was about to say, or forgotten to do something trivial. Heck, there's even been a time when I believed I turned in a HUGE essay and I never did. That was strange.
BUT I NEVER KNEW that I could completely confuse dates. Today I went to the ear doctor for a post-post-op. appointment. The appointment was set for 11:20, so we showed up at the office at about 11:21. I decided to let my mom check in, I was going to read a magazine about endangered species...
and then I heard the receptionist say, "Her appointment is not until next week..."
My mom and the receptionist spoke some more, and I paid some attention. I made a comment about ear drops and the pharmacy, and then my mom and I saw fit to leave.
The receptionist was about to shut her window, and then decided to make one more comment: "...and the appointment on the 21st is at 11:10."
I was not only a week early, but I was also ten minutes late.