Cartoon of brain floating on a string between 2 balloons.

Illustration by Cynthia Ratcliffe

Volume 7

From: "Corliss, Christal V" <>
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

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.

Date: Sat, 18 Nov 2000
Subject: More Fibro-Follies

I thought you might like to hear my latest blunder. My friend asked me to pick her up at the car dealer the other day when she took her car in for service. I told her that I knew about where the place was. Which I did at the time. As I was driving over there I forgot the name of the dealer. I had three different places running through my head. I drove to the area and asked someone at Quick-stop gas if there was a dealer by the name I was thinking. They thought I was crazy. Finally, I just asked if there was a ford dealer nearby. They told me to go up 1 light and turn left, then go to the next light and turn right to the bottom of the hill. I was worried about forgetting where my friend was so my focus was on the directions. I saw the cars in front of me slowing down. Next, I heard this loud noise. I was sitting there wondering what the noise was when I realized that I had forgotten I was driving. I had hit the car in front of me. Luckily there was no real damage. I finally arrived at the car dealer frazzled, but thankful to see my friend. It was then that she told me she didn't need a ride after all. What an insane day. I guess it's time for me to admit that life is exciting, but I need to stop trying to drive on fog days.

P.S. I can relate to Kathy. I am a teacher also. I am off right now, but I've definitely had those days of forgetting names, or how to get to my room, forgetting to take the children to lunch, ect. It just got too crazy. One day I forgot how to do long division at the board. I played it off and the students thought I was just testing them, but they had to tell me how to do the problem. I'm taking time off, but I do pray to go back. Children are my life. God Bless all you teachers out there who are surviving with the fog!


From: Kathryn C Dickinson <>
Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2000
Subject: Fibro-Folly Story

A couple of weeks ago I competently opened the chicken, washed it, put it in the frying pan, added olive oil, turned on the heat, and went into the living room to make a phone call. Forty-five minutes later, and one California Achievement Test problem partly resolved, I thought I could smell something burning. My daughter flew into the kitchen, made sure fire wasn't coming out from beneath the lid, and, per my instructions, deposited the entire mess on the stones in front of the porch. I was afraid to look. The metal handle popped off the top of the lid. My mind broke loose and I was imagining a one inch layer of blackened chicken covering the bottom of the pan. Just before my husband left that morning, he asked that I don't cook anything or burn the house down while he was on his trip. What was I going to tell him? I sat on the couch, absolutely miserable, and tried to figure out how to dispose of his favorite frying pan without his knowledge. I finally decided to take it to a local car wash and throw it in the trash bin. The pan sat on the stones for the rest of the day. I remembered in early evening that it was out there, and asked my daughter to bring it in and put it on the kitchen counter for the night so animals couldn't get into it. I figured I would take it to the car wash the next day.

When I got up the next morning, I finally had the courage to look. I stood in front of the chicken in utter amazement and disbelief. I could have eaten the chicken the day before. It was gorgeous. I had to throw it all away because I didn't look in it the day before. When he called that night, I told him the story. Good thing he has a sense of humor.

Kathy Dickinson

From: "Ruth Havens"
Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000
Subject: Fibro fog..........

There was the time I had a rotten sinus infection. I had in my purse nasal spray and glass cleaner. You guessed it....I sprayed glass cleaner up my nose!!!!!! Sure cleaned out my sinuses and my head throbbed with every step I took!!! Still haven't lived that one down!!!

Ruth, NY

From: "M. Millen"
Date: Fri, 12 Jan 2001
Subject: Don't know...

whether to laugh or cry. Just got a big kick out of your website. One night my husband came into the kitchen to find just about every baking ingredient there is out of the cupboard and on the kitchen table, flour everywhere, all over me, and a bubbling pot on the stove. A pie shell was rolled out on the counter, and a bowl of flour and goodness knows what else on my lap. I was crying into it.

"What's wrong, honey?" he asked, looking a little frightened at the disaster around us. "I-don't-know-what-to-do-next!" I blubbered. "I don't know what I'm making, or what I've put in it so far!"

Needless to say that although the recipe book was open to 'coconut cream pie', we weren't making any assumptions. Good thing next day was garbage pickup. I'd long fog-otten the whole incident by the next evening. Husband's been looking at me funny lately, though, whenever I head toward the kitchen. I can't think why.

Thanks for your silly website. Really lifts the spirits.


Date: Tue, 30 Jan 2001
Subject: Fibrofog

Well I have a few if I could only remember them. One day when things were quite foggy. I came into the dining room and put on my coat. As I was going to work. The problem with this was that I had not put on my clothes yet. Thankful to say, I caught a draft and discovered my lack thereof before anyone else did.


From: "WORLEY J" <>
Date: Fri, 23 Feb 2001
Subject: Losing myself in the FOG

I just found this page & for the first time in "forever" I feel like maybe I don't need to talk a doctor into a CT of my BRAIN. I am a nurse and turned down a job today, giving meds to mentally challenged patients--can you imagine?. If I can't trust me , how in the world can they???

Yesterday I bleached the kitchen when I turned on the water in the sink with bleach and forgot it until I saw water flowing into the Dining Room. Needless to say, I have a VERY CLEAN floor but very disturbed thoughts today. Do the surprises ever end ????

From: (JA Taylor)
Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2001
Subject: LOL your site

I only read the first volume and laughed my head off. If I didn't know we all do these things, I'd have checked into the funny farm years ago. While visiting my Stepdaughter and Granddaughter in Dallas a few years ago, I pulled a good one. I was supposed to go with my Granddaughter to the pool to supervise her while she was in the pool swimming. I was due for my next dose of pain medicine and thought I'd better take it before we left. Luckily we walked to the pool because after we got there, I got this funny feeling like I was so sleepy. I told my Granddaughter we had to go home now (which of course she hated). I stumbled into the bedroom where I was sleeping and looked at my pain meds. I had taken 2 of my sleeping pills instead, Needless to say, I had a really good nap that day. Been very careful since.


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