I can so relate to Amy’s story. Been there, done that, still doing it. I was on a phone call today with someone asking me about mold and things I had done. Suddenly mid sentence I couldn’t even remember what I was talking about and had to apologize and try and refocus. I never did get that train of thought back. BRAIN FOG is the WORST!!! I am reblogging this.
Oh my gosh, sometimes I wonder what in the world is wrong with me. I drive all the way to the north side of town before remembering the store I am going to is on the south side of town. And I’ve been going to the same store for 20 years!
Sometimes I can’t remember what year it is! I’m not joking. I once had to google to see if it was 2013 or 2011.
A few weeks ago I panicked because I thought I missed my good friend’s birthday. It’s February and her birthday is in October.
I’ve never had a good memory. The fact my husband has a photographic memory is both a blessing and a pain in the butt. Who wants to be reminded of the year, day, and time I slipped into the pool, or rode my bike off the path and into the bushes. (I’m…
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