Funny Fibro Fog Stories

[soapfaerie]

I just posted this as part of my response in gwynethfar  's entry. I'm pretty sure i've done an entry like this before (so some of you may remember this story), but it's been a while and it's always good to be able to laugh at yourself! :)

My favorite fibro fog story: One night, i'm doing dishes. Scrubbing pans and whatnot, with an SOS pad. i think i

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[intrepid_smstrs]

We had only lived at this address for almost a year when I was comin home from a doctor's appointment. I had to call my Beloved and ask where we lived!

That was when I realized it was time to talk to the doctor about the dosage. ;)

[ladyelaine]

My worst fog incident is only funny in hindsight; it was actually horribly embarrassing.

Took the car in for something-or-other. Got the shuttle back, but totally forgot that I had no means of re-entering my house.

The shuttle drove me back. I popped into the car, grabbed what I thought was my garage door opener (the reason I never had a house key on the car key ring back then). The shuttle drove me all the way back home again.

I realized in my driveway that what I'd actually grabbed was the car door clicker. So the shuttle drove me back to the car shop again.

This time I triple checked to make sure that yes, Virginia, there was a garage door opener in my idiotic little hand.

Oddly enough, it was a different shuttle driver that took me home that time...

[sitapixie]

This was a bit embarrassing. Not too much cause the only folks that "witnessed" this was my husband and my downstairs neighbor who also has fibro

[aliaseverus]

Well there was the time when for an entire day I couldn't remember the word for Scissors. I was at work and packing books into padded envelopes to mail out and every time I would reach for the scissors to cut tape or something the word in my head to go with them was "Refridgerator" then I'd shake my head because I did know that wasn't the right word, but I couldn't for the life of me find the correct word.

Then a year and a half ago, as my birthday approached, someone asked me how old I was going to be. I had no idea. Luckily, I did remember what year I was born - but I had to do the math: 2007-1970 = Oh, ok, I must be 37. But still I had to keep rechecking the math and I think I even got a calculator because I kept thinking I had the number wrong!

More recently I was reading a book and got thirsty, I don't know why I took the book with me when I went to the fridge to get a drink, but when I sat back down to resume reading - yup, couldn't find the book. After an in-depth search, I found it on the shelf in the fridge.

[choirlass]

Fortunately no one saw this but me. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth after breakfast. I got my toothbrush and wet it ready to add the _________. Totally blanked on WHAT was supposed to go on my toothbrush! I ended up standing there for what felt like ten minutes trying to figure it out. I finally started looking around the sink thinking "Face wash, no" "hair gel, no" until I got to the toothpaste. I was so relieved I had finally figured it out! Talked to my Dr. the next week and told him it was time to rethink my meds.