Brain Fog: Menopausal or Otherwise

I have been such an erratic blogger lately. I'm not sure what is up with that. I know I haven't been sleeping real well for the last couple of weeks because of upper back pain issues. So the time that I usually blog which is early in the a.m., has found me with literal brain fog. I can't think of a thing to blog about, well not anything that would even seem fairly interesting. I tried switching it up and blogging in the evening but that hasn't met with any better results because I'm just so tired my brain is on slow speed by that time. My days are so busy with the dayhome kids and then everything my own growing teenage/adult children are up to that not much brain space is left. Add to that responsibilities I take on at church. Well. I'm surprised I remember to put my mascara on in the morning. Oh yeah, I've missed that on occasion to. Or maybe it's menopausal brain fog. Don't laugh. It's not an excuse. It was actually on the news a couple weeks ago in their health report. And it's real, people! I am living proof.

For example, I leave one room to get something from somewhere else in the house and by the time I arrive there I have forgotten what I went for. My house is not that big! It takes all of 5 seconds to get from one place to another. So frustrating.

Another example: names disappear right out of my brain when I need them. This doesn't mean I can't remember someone's name whom I've just been introduced to. No, it's names of people I've known for years and sometimes see very often. It somehow just turns to nothingness when I need to recall it. When I'm introducing a new dayhome parent to one I've had for years, or someone I know at church to somebody new. So embarrassing.

And again: When I'm talking to hubby or the kids, I'll be telling them something and mid sentence I'll forget what on earth my point was. These little lapses make my otherwise detail oriented personality very upset. And it makes them look at me very strangely. My wonderful detail laden stories now have a split second hole in them. So maddening.

They said on the news that this lasts up to 5 years. 5 YEARS! So that would make sometime around 2014-15. That's a long time to wait for my witty repertoire (yeah right) to return to it's former glory days here on ye ole blog. So be the excuse lack of sleep, overbusyness or menopausal, guess I better start carry a notepad around and jotting ideas down as soon as I have them rather than waiting for an official blogging time. But then, with the way it's been, I'll probably forget where I put the darn notepad down last. Sigh.