STRANGE MIND GAMES AFOOT
HEAD KNOCKS, A MYSTERIOUS DINNER AND A DIARY LEFT ASHLEY THINKING HE WAS LOSING HIS MIND. BUT IT WAS ALL IN HIS HEAD
Last week was a strange one. It started with a story about head knocks in footy that I was quoted on, and obviously something I have grave concerns about.
In this case though, while this is a serious subject and I wish NRL TV commentators would take it seriously and not make stupid comments about players’ toughness or overzealous rules, there is a lighter side to this particular story.
Firstly, I will take you back to a neurologist I was seeing a few years ago when I was having some memory loss.
He decided to give me an MRI to check things out.
As I waited nervously for the results he burst in the room going, “Wow when I saw your head I thought there would be shadows all over your brain in this scan but check it out, not one, that’s amazing”.
Back to last week.
The Daily did a story on head injury assessments in footy and asked me for a comment, which they got.
But they also quoted me talking about how many times I got knocked out playing footy, which I copped plenty of texts about later with people asking me if I knew who I was? There are plenty of funny folk out there. So shortly after that article I was to attend a function for Lions, who generously donate some of their funds for lifesaving equipment.
I get to go along to the function and explain what we will be using the funds for. In my diary I had written attend dinner. So off I go and on arrival I see all the crew
from Alex Rotary there with Sunshine Coast Councillor John Connolly.
I instantly wonder what they are doing at a Lions dinner?
I must have looked perplexed because Cr Connolly started on me about the HIA and did I remember how to get to work blah blah blah.
At that point I actually started worrying about myself as there wasn’t a Lion in sight.
So I started thinking maybe it was Rotary after all.
But where was the lady that organised for me to come?
I asked one of the Rotarians where she was and they had no idea what I was talking about, nor did I.
At about this stage I started wondering when the neurologist said there was no shadows on my brain that maybe it was just an empty cavity.
What was even more concerning was that apparently I was staying for dinner.
So I asked whether there was a donation involved, not letting on if I meant I was donating or they were, and was again met with puzzlement and some snickering.
By this time I was sure I was having some type of episode and retreated to my office to check my diary and try calm down.
I went back and looked at my calendar and all of sudden the penny dropped.
The Lions dinner was the following week, the Rotary dinner was a changeover ceremony that I had put in my diary just as “dinner” and completely forgot about?
As they say, the mind can play tricks and by the look of it, the smaller the mind the bigger the trick.
AS THEY SAY, THE MIND CAN PLAY TRICKS AND BY THE LOOK OF IT, THE SMALLER THE MIND THE BIGGER THE TRICK.