Friday I had my first migraine in 3 weeks, I had almost gotten used to normal. This one came with one hell of a fog. That thick fog that makes it impossible to even remember who you are, what you are doing, or how to get to where you are going. I was going to the library, one that I have frequented sense I was 10 years old. In the thick haze I couldn't remember the street names, at one point I couldn't remember who had the right of way.
Sometimes I wonder I should have to take a clarity test to leave the house in the morning, but the sad thing is I never know when it is creeping up. I know without my mom in the car I may not have made it to the library that day. Any other day I can get there from any location, but in that fog I can't do much. It is really weird when I can't place words....that is when I really feel stupid.
There is one great thing about this. Some days, not all, I have a clear concise reason for for my stupid mistakes or antics.
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