Have you experienced brain fog? Or is it truly forgetfulness?
I did yesterday.
Yesterday was my day to sanitize my water bottles. I do it the old fashioned way; pot of water on the stove, caps in water, turn on stove and let the boiling water do its thing.
In the meantime, I am in my office diligently working on putting together slides for a presentation I am conducting later on in the week.
Time goes by.
What about the pot with the caps on the stove?
Thank you for asking.
I have to tell you that I completely forgot about them.
My husband was out mowing the lawn and as the morning progressed I started to smell what I thought was gas. So I thought perhaps there was something going on with the lawn mower.
As I went downstairs I realized the entire first floor of our house was drenched in a fog. Standing in the middle of the kitchen in the fog was my husband with a look on his face that told me there was something amiss. My husband looked me in the eyes and said
“You have completely burned your caps and we almost had a fire”.
Good news is I only burned the caps, the pot is fine after me scouring it with my favorite cleaner Bar Keepers Friend.
Not so good news: I have realized that over the past several months my memory is not as sharp, not as keen as it once was. Mind you I always prided myself on my ability to remember things so to realize I am having to adapt is admitting that change is underfoot.
NO, I don’t believe I have a memory loss that is so devastating that I am rushing to the doctor to determine if I have the onset of Alzheimer’s.
What I truly believe is that with menopause I am experiencing what they call “brain fog”. Silly me for thinking somehow I would escape this interesting symptom.
So you ask what am I going to do?
I am smiling, adapting (starting to write everything down) and being extremely mindful.
Lisa Lutz said it best: “Our ability to adapt is amazing. Our ability to change isn’t quite as spectacular.”