[dahlek]

I had a friend relate to me the following recently:
I can't find my cell phone! [talking to my sister] I am in a department store, emptying out my purse .....looking for my cell phone! I cannot find it! Sister says: you have it in your HAND and are talking to me on IT! What? I can't find my cell phone!

This friend has been fighting cancer longer than I've had my neuropathy....she too has a neuropathy. We grump about our 'feet' together, usually over a lunch. Best time? At least, we can pick up our forks?

I am soo glad I'm off the meds that gave me halucinations!

Now, where DID I leave my KEYS?
Or, as the BC sites have a long thread on : 'Where's my remote?'

Fondly - j

[Silverlady]

we call it Sjogren's brainfog here. True, there is confusion in my brain at times and at other times I've worked a Mensa puzzle that puts me almost at the genius level. (must have been some idiot doing the puzzle scoring numbers) But I think we can all relate to this post. Now is it a medical moment, or a condition??...who knows.

Billye

[Roxie2007]

LOL I think it's just old age fog for me! lol lol The older I get....the foggier my brain gets! LOL LOL

[MelodyL]

Well, I must have had many medical moments in the past 10 years because I don't know anybody in the street and when they come up to me and go Hi, I have had to learn a response as if I know them.

I just go "Oh, hi, how are you??" works every time.

I don't know these people. But they sure know me. This has been going on since I'm 47. I mean, I do know my neighbors, and everybody around here, but sometimes when I'm some blocks away, a person will recognize me and go "oh, Melody, how have you been, and I can look at that person till I'm blue in the face, and well, let's just say thank goodness I learned how to put a smile on my face, and I say "well, hi there, how are you?" and I keep walking. Do you know how many times I want to stop and say "refresh my memory, who are you??" I haven't got the balls.


Oh, something funny happened this morning at Dunkin Donuts. Alan and I go there usually, and one of my neighbors around the corner, well, she runs in and brings breakfast home.

Today, she spots us, runs in and sits with us and Alan is just staring at her and I couldn't understand why he looked so perplexed. She's a little bit of a thing, 57 years young, 4 feet 11 inches tall and wears a children's size 3 shoe. She put her little foot next to Alan's shoe boot and we all had a laugh.

So after she left, Alan looks at me and says "Mel, I don't understand something?" Isn't she the same woman who said hello to us the other day?" and I said "Yeah, you know her (and I said her name). Alan says "but today she had teeth in her mouth". I almost popped my low-carb bagel out of my mouth". I laughed so hard. He said "she didn't have any teeth the other day". I said 'Alan, haven't you ever heard of false teeth"??? You should have seen the expression on his face!!!

He went 'SHE HAS FALSE TEETH????

That's my hubby!!! lol

[Roxie2007]

Mel that is SOOO funny! I just laughed and laughed.....in spite of my rotten pain tonight! Thank you for the laugh! I'd loved to have seen the look on Alan's face!! LOL LOL
Half the time I never remember peoples names. I've always been that way but worse now that I'm on the downhill side of 50. Maybe I need some of that ginko biloba stuff! lol

[Dakota]

Now I've been blaming all this on Lyrica. Are you telling me it is just old age? Oh man, there goes my last hope. Lol.