- Got a speeding ticket (in a speed trap!) because I was thinking and driving at the same time
- The next day, took Hubby to dinner and cluelessly drove past exit
- At restaurant, got up to use bathroom and walked, with gusto, into the men's room!
"I think I had a mini-stroke," I told Hubby, returning from my restroom adventures.
"I think we should get the check and remove you from public view," Hubby replied. He has not stopped teasing me about the men's room incident. I'm amazed he isn't more concerned about his wife becoming a turnip before his very eyes.
Why am I having these episodes?
A piece of advice. Do not type 'memory loss' into WebMD. Alzheimer's and dementia come up right away followed by 'brain.' WebMD is an amazing tool but can cause a stress-related aneursym if you enter vague symptoms. Instead I used what little brain power I had left to sort through more realistic reasons why my brain was resembling a bag of rocks. (See this link for details about my ongoing problems with antihistimes.)
It's entirely possible that I took one too many Allegra pills. Plus I had allergy shots about the same time. Maybe the combination of a slight antihistimine overdose and the infusion of death-causing allergens was just too much for the noggin. Anyway, I slept it off, skipped the morning Allegra and started to move from amoeba-ness back to human thought patterns.
But Hubby's men's room jokes continue. I see an Allegra-laced cocktail in his future.
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