I describe my fog to the doctors as feeling as though one my sip of my drink and I would be drunk or at other times, like a bad hangover. I have days where I can not find words that I clearly know and if I allow myself to get frustrated, it gets worse. I tried explaining it to my husband as though my memory is searching through a rolodex and if I get upset, the darn thing spins faster and faster. I have to just excuse myself from the conversation and try to regroup.
I have never been able to tune out noise so when too many different conversations or going on, or a room is visually too busy, I feel very uncomfortable. The stimuli is too much for me and again, I have to remove myself from the situation. My eyes will play tricks on me with spatial relationships, so much so that I now have two dented rear fenders from backing into walls. Best one yet..LOL, I backed into the closed garage door having forgotten to
open it. If I look into the mirror, my irises are like pin points and my ears are ringing. I have had MRIs of the brain and all is normal there.
I live by a calendar now and have almost obsessive behavior in writing everything down on it immediately. Sticky notes line my desk and I complete one task entirely before beginning another. Everything is filed or trashed after I have read it. These are my coping mechanisms and they usually work for me, but like on the 21st when I went to see the Rheum, he came out, sat down next to me, held my hand and said, " Honey, you're appt is NEXT month on the 21st at this time". I just smiled and said, " Well two out of three ain't bad!"