You know when fibrofog hits if/when:
You're ready to leave the grocery store, you've loaded all
the groceries into the car and as your leaving the parking
lot you have to ask your 10 year old daugher how to get
home.
You walk out the front door more than twice in one week
without your keys. Get locked out. Have to wake your
husband (who works the night shift), only to have him open
the door and hand you your keys. Which were hanging on the
hook (where they belong) by the front door, so you wouldn't
forget them anymore. "DUH"
At your daughters graduation you "try" to introduce your
best friend to your parents and you forget her name.
You ask the kids to take out the "dog", only you can't
remember the word "dog" so you end up asking the kids to
take out the furry barking thing.
The kids are helping to clean the house. You are looking at
the couch, pointing at the couch, and thinking "please
clean the couch", only to have it come out "please clean
off the table". ( I get really weird looks for this one
because we don't even own a table).
Please e-mail me if you would like to add some fibrofog
stories to this page.