I am blind as a bat during the day.
My mother agrees 110%!
I agree 220%!
If you come up close and examine my body, I have unknown scars and bruises. Some I don’t even know how I got them. Other times, I have no idea what scratched me and is making me bleed. I just find blood on my hands from hitting something I didn’t feel or remember hitting. I have a strong feeling that my sensory receptive signals are getting hijacked from a devious source! 
Truthfully, I am pretty clumsy, or my mind just wonders off in another world. I tend to focus too much on one thing, (curse of being a programmer), and ignore my surroundings. I don’t know why, but I seem to always walk anywhere in the house and end up hitting something. That something is usually a door, because I don’t pay attention to where I am walking to. Doh!
My mother happens to be at the scene of my clumsiness and always says,
In English: “Damn that stupid door! Why the hell did it not see you?”
In Arabic: “El 3ama be 2albo la hal bab! Leesh ma shafek?”
Mona’s interpretation: “Daaaaaamn!!! that door, it loves to bump into me and say “hello!” *wink wink*
