A friend of mine now calls it "chemo" brain but when her kids were toddlers, it was "mommy" brain. She's being treated for breast cancer and seems to be doing well. What is my excuse for this brain fog, this cruel torture? I'm going with middle-age. I love the knowledge and experience of being older but dern it, I don't like this sudden head full of air.
It's the difficulty focusing and the inability to go directly to the car in a full parking lot. I wish I could blame Evil Twin for moving the car around while I shopped. A few years ago, I was sure I lost my car. I was searching for it in the wrong parking garage. Oops.
Has everyone seen the Super Bowl commercials? I particularly liked the RadioShack commercial about the 80's wanting their store back. Hee Hee. Along those lines, the 80's called here. They found my brain, scattered in pieces in the university overflow parking lot.
Finally, some answers.
I've heard there are brains over at Nicky's. Don't tell the Zombies.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
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Hate to admit I've lost my car more than once ...
If it makes you feel any better - I've lost my car too. And once, I even got into the WRONG CAR thinking it was mine!
I hate the brain-fog! But I guess it's just part of getting older.
I have old woman brain fog coupled with PTSD. I can't find myself much less anything I own!
Fortunately, I've had brain fog all my life -- so getting older has had virtually no effect on my ability to forget things.
As for cars -- it doesn't help that they all bloody look alike now, does it?
I've worked with and met a lot of people over the years but do you think I can remember their names? Or do you think I can picture them when somebody says "Oh you remember so-and-so" I truly can't.
As for my car it's always right where I left it. In the driveway.
I tell my kids I forget about everything because I'm old and have thyroid issues. My oldest said when I am older and worse he will take me in the back yard and shoot me. Thank heavens!
@Tami - It's so frustrating!
@Meleah - Oops. Getting into the wrong car is funny!
@laughingmom - Ugh. Keep looking. You are there somewhere.
@Frank - Yeah, they do look alike - too many of the same color!
@noname - The driveway? How about a garage? Hee Hee. It's a good place for the dang guzzler.
@Katherine - Uh oh.
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My mom has "chemo brain" and it's for real. I have no excuse except I'm blonde and old.
Glad they found your brain and glad it was in the university lot and not in the liquor store lot.
I don't know if it's my getting old, or just lazy, but I get brain fog ALL. THE. TIME.
I came here hours ago and was going to leave a comment but then I forgot it so I left. Then I remembered it and came back but now that I'm here, I forgot it again. What was I saying?
The problem isn't aging or Evil Twin. It's Oreo. One day the cat was looking for a place to go, and it scratched half your brain out of your head in the process.
Perhaps you could apply for disability. And then, maybe not. Do let us know if you get it.
Blessings and Bear hugs!
I lose my car daily. We're all just getting older and falling apart, aren't we?
The older I get, the more forgetful I become. Can't imagine what will happen once I start my radiation treatments... with my luck, it will zap the remaining brain cells.
I'm pretty sure most of us have lost our cars once or twice. I once did it when I came back off a flight. Talk about freaking out!
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