Foggy Brain.

I have it. No doubt about it.

How do I know?  A recent incident will tell you how I came to this startling conclusion.

Chris and I had flown into Asheville and on the way home I asked him to stop at Ingles so I could pop in and get some cream for my many mosquito bites.  Remember that I am a “secreter” and have a myriad of bites on my legs and arms at any time.  This is  where I wrote about this syndrome.

He parked the car, I hopped out, quickly made my way into the store and purchased my itch relief cream.  I walked out to the car and reached to open the passenger door handle to no avail.  Sometimes Chris tries to play tricks on me and locks the door.  So as I was absentmindedly lifting the handle repeatedly  I heard a vague horn honking sound to my left.

You guessed it.  I was trying to get into the wrong car.

Hey, it was black.  I wasn’t THAT far off.  Never mind that it was  a beat up Honda and Chris drives a Genesis.

I told Chris I had foggy brain and he agreed a little too readily.

So I blamed menopause.  Because that is what I blame everything on these days.  But come to find out I was actually right to blame menopause.

News alert – my estrogen is dropping.  According to this article from Webmd.com  a drop in estrogen often means a women’s performance on memory tasks also declines.  Bingo.  That’s me.

So along with all of the other lovely symptoms of menopause I get to add foggy brain to my list.  You know I really don’t like to complain about it and I usually try to just power through the hot flashes and the insomnia and even the weight gain.  But the foggy brain thing has me a bit miffed.  I need all of my faculties about me these days and this foggy brain needs to go. Fast. I have a wedding and travel to attend to.

I remember writing a piece for Cecelia Gunther for Letters For My Little Sister.  At the time I wrote it I was not in quite the state that I am in now but honestly – I wouldn’t change what I wrote much.  Other than adding the foggy brain part.  That I might change.

If you want to read more about the dreaded M word from others who have lived to tell the story you might want to check the book out.  Just saying.   To order your copy or to read more about it click here.