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FIBRO FOG FOLLIES
Volume 6

From: D.CASEY@attcanada.ca
Date: Sun, 4 Jun 2000
Subject: Fibrofog

I'm a great one for kitchen antics. Ice cream in the fridge, frozen peas in the cupboard etc.... You've all been there done that. The thing is, I live with my 78 year old father - we can never figure out if it was my fibrofog or his age that's the cause of some very weird happenings in the house. (Just to add to the confusion, I guess?:)


From: EEvans8734@aol.com
Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2000
Subject: re fibro follies

Enjoyed all your stories and on a bad day all things could happen. I was once going out and, of course, taking my time. Well, the girls were all ready and waiting. 10 minutes until the cab calls, oh okay. Earrings on , tissue in bin as I thought I had used it, guess what - a 20 pound note in bin. Husband searching bin for money. Yes, it must have been the dirtiest money in Edinburgh. I have seen myself putting purse in laundry basket and forgetting where it had gone. We have had some fun when I am in a daze because of my fibro.

liz


From: "R&LBecker" <lbecker@execulink.com>
Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2000
Subject: Fibro Follies

I am trying to stop laughing long enough to type! Today has been a really foggy one, but these stories have almost snapped me out of it!

I too have taken pet medications, wondered why my pants suddenly don't fit(probably because they're my husband's), used hair gel as toothpaste, and forgotten about the lists that remind me to look at my lists.

Here's one of my favorites: I put the kettle on to make a cup of tea, put a teabag (what I thought was a teabag I should say) in the cup. The kettle boiled, I poured the water. So far, so good. When the tea had cooled I began to take a sip, but thought it smelled funny, not like chamomile at all. That's probably because it was a dog treat! It was a real close call - I am a strict vegetarian! To think that after 30 years of not eating meat, I almost drank 'Beef Jerky Treat Tea'!

Please keep the laughs coming-it does us all a world of good.

Lisa Ontario, Canada


From: "Linda Sorley" <mlsorley@web-access.net>
Date: Wed, 14 Jun 2000
Subject: web site

Just want you to know I love this web site!!!! I have MCTD so have both CFS and FMS. I read all the fibr jokes!! What a hoot.... I have done all those things except switch meds with pets, because I would forget I had pets and they would never get fed!!! I had to put up a poster on the fridge to remind me to feed my kids !!!! In my husbands' lunch, I have sent full packages of lunch meat and nothing else, or everthing but the lunch meat...the first time it happened he said he loved bread sandwiches!! And on laundry day I dont know how many loads of water I have washed...and I can't remember my name so I have been known to sign the wrong name on checks, and it took me several yrs to find out my checks are personalized!!!

Linda S tx


From: "Kathy Mainor" <jlmm@alltel.net>
Date: Thu, 29 Jun 2000
Subject: Fibro Fog

Thanks for the funny stories. I have laughed until I've cried, my son came in and asked what was so funny, so I read some to him.... he didn't get it.... he told me, "It doesn't take much to get you does is Mom?"

My story: I teach school and on some days I have a hard time with everyone's name. Well on 1 day, a little girl gave me a leaf to put her name on as everyone was collecting leaves and I was putting their name on them. I just could NOT remember this child's name, so I held it till someone else handed in their leaf and I said, "Who's leaf is this? (WITHOUT looking up) and the little girl hollered "me." I calmly said, "I'm writing, so shout your name", which she did, "Donna."...TADA... I finally knew who the child was!!

I've also called my assistant teacher some strange name before.... she just said "Mrs. Daniels", and kept on working. She is really good about catching me on the tough days when I can't think of names.... I'll point and she'll supply the name. This stuff is really scary at times...... it's nice to know that there are others out there that relate and don't think I'm completely looney. Thanks,

KathyMM jlmm@alltel.net


From: Tanasi Lassie <barbarann@home.com>
Date: Thu, 06 Jul 2000
Subject: Fibro Fog Follies

My husband is almost 46 and still hasn't gotten bifocals. The other day he was complaining that he couldn't read something, and I said, "Honey, that's the reason I've been nagging you. You haven't been to the dentist in 20 years." He stopped, looked at me real funny, and died laughing, and said, "What does the dentist have to do with my eyes?"

Barbara Ann Bowman
Hendersonville, Tennessee USA


From: EALLEN601@aol.com
Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2000
Subject: fibro-encounter

I have read through all the fibro-fog stories and can identify with them...here's my story...

One day as I was leaving school (I'm taking some college courses), I wanted to call my husband to let him know that I was on my way to work. I could not for the life of me remember my home phone number. I went through a mental list of numbers and the only one I could retrieve was that of my family doctor. I called his office and explained to the receptionists that I was calling to get my home phone number...she immediately put me through to the nurse who after she stopped laughing...gave me my home number...the problem was, I did not have anything to write it down and forgot it by the time I tried to dial...you guessed ...I had to call them back...this time the receptionist gave me the number and asked me to repeat it to her twice before we hung up...

lizbet


From: Rodney Markor <glassfish@gallatinriver.net>
Date: Thu, 27 Jul 2000
Subject: Fibro Fog

Here's one for the books! One day after work I went to the store to pick up a couple of things before I went home. I got to the store and had to use the rest room. I went into the rest room and did my business and as I was leaving I saw a woman who had beautiful, long, thick hair(something I noticed since my own is thinning out). She had her back to me as she was standing in front of the sink washing her hands.

As soon as I had went outside of the rest room, a funny, dreadful feeling came over me and I could feel my face and neck get very warm and flushed feeling. I turned around and looked back at the rest room door and there I saw it right on the front of the door--"MEN"! Then I realized that the "woman" with the long hair wasn't a woman and that wasn't a "sink" and she wasn't "washing" her hands! Until I read other's experiences I thought I was going senile! Keep those stories coming!

"Marshmellow"


From: "Karen Rotta" <rotta@powercom.net>
Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2000
Subject: fibro-fog

We lived on a dairy farm. My husband wanted me to buy Pink-eye spray for the cattle, also known as purple Gentian-violet. In my hurry to go to work, I put my white uniform on, and took the spray which I thought was deordorant and sprayed under my uniform top. No, I didn't go out the door, I did realize my mistake.


From: "marvin_trac" <marvin_trac@LNMTA.bentley.edu>
Date: Fri, 4 Aug 2000
Subject: fibro fog story

I see myself in all of these stories. I am constantly misplacing things. Here are two examples of the many!

I brought a book into work to read when I got bored. I placed it in the desk drawer and left it there. Unsure that it would be safe there seeing as how I shared the desk, I picked it up and carried it out to my car. The next morning I walk in and look for my book in the drawer. I am suddenly convinced that someone has taken it. I question everyone and begin to get pretty mad. Later, when getting in my car, I see it on the front seat. I kept hoping no one would ask me if I'd ever found it. They did....

I am at home, looking for my keys. I become convinced that someone has taken them after I've looked everywhere. I ask everyone in my family numerous times and still can't find them. So, I take my spare set and go to the store. Later that night I still can't find my keys. I go to get something out of my trunk and it turns out that I'd left my keys on the top of my car. Thank goodness for the spoiler on the back or they would have flown off while I was driving through town!


From: susan morrison <dogz3@bellsouth.net>
Date: Sun, 06 Aug 2000
Subject: Addition

I once used Lysol spray in place of hairspray, and once used a tube of anti-itch cream as toothpaste. Is this nutty enough for your list?

Thanks for making me laugh. It's truely the best medicine!!!

Sincerely (I think) Susan Morrison


From: Sisarojo@aol.com
Date: Tue, 29 Aug 2000
Subject: fibro follies

I read some of these stories and they don't even surprise me! I am a baby-sitter for 4 (or some days more) children. I am a live-in-nanny and after a particuler hectic day with the 6 year old I was helping him get ready for bed. As I ask him why he had been such a rascal that day he responded with an allegation that was a blatant lie (it was so and so's fault & so and so hadnt even been here that day). So I said to him "You know thats a lie! How would you like your soap washed out with mouth?" When he looked at me puzzled and I realized what I'd said we both ended up laughing. It's very hard to keep a stern scolding face when you've screwed up royal with a kid!!

JoAnna Price


From: AKCrafty@aol.com
Date: Tue, 5 Sep 2000
Subject: Fibro follies

What a great site! So many of these stories have happened to me too! I guess the most complete waste of my time and energy occurred when I lost my driver's license. I looked high and low, in drawers, turned my purse inside out, looked in cupboards, inspected the car . . . just tore the house and garage apart! Finally I realized I must have left it in a store somewhere, so no choice but to go to the DMV office and get a new one. Of course, the line was out the door and as I stood waiting and waiting I became friendly and chatty with those immediately around me. We were having a great time laughing at how we lose things and where we find them. Finally my turn. I explain, "I've lost my driver's license." "No problem" said the lady, "I'll just need to see some picture ID." I reached into my purse and pulled out picture ID. "Will this be OK?" "Er, ma'am, that's your driver's license!" You could have fried an egg on my face!

Love from Shirley B. :)


From: "gail slater" <pgslater@hotmail.com>
Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2000
Subject: doc's office

I love this one . . . I went to the doc's office, got out of the car and locked the door. I proceeded to the office and waited to see the doc, and there were quite a few people in the office so it took me awhile for me to see the doc. After about an 1-1/2 hours I was done and on my way out the door. When I got outside I heard a car running and I thought, "How stupid, someone left their car running and locked the keys in the car." Well, by the time I got to MY car I realized that I was the stupid one, because it was my car that was running and locked! I had to call a locksmith to come and open my car for me... Ha Ha ..Oh well, that's fibrofog. Life goes on.

Gail in Jonesboro, Ar.


From: pinkyscrossed@webtv.net (Donna & Cindy)
Date: Mon, 25 Sep 2000
Subject: fibro fog

I just came across this website and I love it! I read every story listed.

Oh, here's another one: this actually happened before I was diagnosed with FMS but since I've had the symptoms since I was a kid I chalk this up to fibro fog! I went to Rally's one day and placed my order at the drive-thru window. When I finished my order I said "that's to go". I started laughing and when I pulled up to the window I was still laughing. Obviously they hadn't heard the "to go" part and couldn't figure out why I was laughing.

And one for the "fibro tongue stumble": instead of saying "don't forget to order teriyaki for your steak" I said "don't forget to order steriyaki for your teak," and instead of saying "I'd like a fish sandwich" I said "I'd like a fish shandwich".

Thanks for letting me share my funnies with you.

Cindy in St. Louis


From: "Corliss, Christal V" <christal.corliss@eds.com>
Date: Wed, 4 Oct 2000
Subject: 2 years of Foggies

Really enjoy those fog stories. Just last month I mailed my Step father a birthday card. Gee I even mailed it a week ahead of time. When I went to call on his "Birthday" to wish him well, I got my Mom, who patiently informed me again, that this was their Wedding Anniversary. Apparently I had done the same thing last year. So much for long term memory. Maybe I should send an Anniversary card on his real birthday. = > )

Chris Corliss


From: TiggerTeacher2@aol.com
Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2000
Subject: Fibrofog Follies

My friends think that I make up these fog stories as excuses. It's nice to know other people understand that it is real.

Last Sunday was one of those days. My Sunday School teacher asked me to review the lesson from the previous week and I totally confused it. I told her that I was in a confused state, so please forgive me. She showed great compassion by saying that she was going to confuse me again and asked me to take the next question and explain what the verse meant. I couldn't even read the words, let alone explain them.

On my way home I knew I was in a fog, but I thought I could handle driving. I had two exits to get home. I took the first exit by mistake because I thought I had gone farther. I got back on the highway, only to pass my home. Then, I thought I was going to a house where I lived 2 years ago. As I got close I began to wonder why I was going there. I turned around to go home. I decided to stop for food on the way since I knew where I was. Bad idea -- I ordered pizza at Kentucky Fried Chicken, which was next door. I finally ordered chicken and went on my way. Then I forgot where I was going. I sat for a while and figured out where I lived. I proceeded to drive home, only to find out that I didn't know which apartment. When I got to the apartment I couldn't figure out how to open the door. I walked in expecting to find my roommate there. Only one problem with that, I have lived alone for over 2 years now. I laid down on the living room floor and went to sleep from exhaustion. I awoke to find that I had never eaten and the door was still unlocked at 4 a.m. What a day! God Bless those of you who understand.


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