BY JULIA NELSON
It seems I forget more and more each day; from doctor appointments to family birthdays, to whether I paid a bill or not. The information has simply vanished from my mind.
Thanks to fibromyalgia, I am often challenged by even the simplest of tasks and I feel like my memory is so bad that I can’t trust myself to remember everyday responsibilities.
People notice when I cannot come up with the name of my son’s teacher or remember my PIN number at the grocery store checkout. I am losing a bit of myself each day. This person I am now, well, she is what I am left with and it is impossible to hide her deficits.
I once was very organized with a sharp and precise memory. I did not need post-its, or lists, or any reminders. I worked as a newspaper editor and reporter and I forgot nothing. I could tell you the story behind the story complete with names, dates and phone numbers of the parties involved. I knew everyone in the community I served and if I randomly bumped into someone, I knew their name and why I knew them instantly.
Then I had a baby, my fibro flared, and I began to experience the effects of fibromyalgia in a whole new way.
The fog began slowly. I missed an appointment here and there and completely forgot someone’s name. I put it down to fatigue, to stress and even to getting older. But the fog progressed. I began to forget how to spell certain words. I would have people greet me like we were very well acquainted and I had no idea who they were. I began to be afraid that something more was happening then momentary lags in my memory.