Donna, I had to laugh, I am sorry but it is funny. I have to laugh at myself when I do those kinds of things or I would cry. I have burnt every single pan I have because as soon as I walk away from whatever I am cooking I completely forget about it. So, I have started setting a timer for 5 or 10 minutes, to remind me. When it goes off, my first thought is "What? Who set the timer?" I have even gotten up to go see who was cooking or baking something. It is hard to pretend that I knew all along it was me. LOL
I do sometimes worry about my sanity. Especially after forgetting which lane I needed to turn onto to go to the grocery store. Fortunately, my daughter, also a Fibromite, said "Umm, Mom, I think your in the wrong lane." There I was driving on the wrong side of the road facing oncoming traffic. It scared me to drive for awhile but that happened about 3 years ago & I have never had a problem since.
I have: Fibromyalgia, CFS, Hot-Oram Syndrome, nasal allergies, depression
Married to a wonderful supportive husband & between us we have 4 children & 7 grandchildren.
Your story was great! Sorry! I bet the dog loved the chocolate!! Just have to laugh about this stuff otherwise we would cry. Just this week I was filling the kitchen sink with water to wash some pans and I walked away for a minute. I came back and had forgot about it- well the water and bubbles were to the very top of the sink and just ready to overflow. Thank goodness I saw it when I did or I would have had quite the mess on the kitchen floor to mop up!!
Well kids...I think the thing that bothered me the most was not that I was talking to a stranger like I knew him for a million years...I DO have meniere's and my hearing is bad so I am forever letting people talk to me on the phone for minutes before I realize who it is....But actually sitting there wondering if I knew a Theresa...hmmm. And what's with this guy that probably CAN hear and didn't realize he had the wrong number? I already have an 'amplified' telephone but I'm asking for the 'next step up' for Christmas. Heaven only knows how many magazines I have bought since the fog set in!
Cathy...at least you can use your oven! My husband picked out a new stove that looks like it could do your taxes, mail them then put the refund in the bank. I have put an entire pot roast dinner in the stupid thing, set the temp, then forgot to push one of the several choices of start buttons. When the electricity goes out for even a microsecond, the whole thing has to be resest...which there is no way I can do. It occasionally flips into Sabbath mode on Friday night, which turns off the electrical pilot. Yes...I have thought food was cooking and the oven has shut off at 5:00.
So don't feel bad, my dear. At least you got the temperature set!
Have you ever tried to change the channels on the televsion with the telephone??? Just did that five minutes ago and went screaming to the hubby that the t.v. was broken. I probably will have a bazillion dollar phone bill from pressing all those buttons...Outer Mongolia, you say?
Sleepybug...I am NOT cooking tonight or for the next week. The Husband is doing it. I can't be trusted! By the way, dog bisquits aren't that bad...tasted better than the last granola bars I bought!
Oh Cathy...I'm so glad I am not the only one that does the remote control/telephone thing. After all, they are the same size and color in my house and I have menieres so I can't hear the sound the phone makes when I punch the t.v. channel into phone. I think we should all get together and design a line of products for 'Fibromites Only'...they would be voice activated with a microchip that would tell you if you are about to do something stupid. Like you could pick up the item and say "Call grandma" and it would say "Put it down, moron...this is a Gameboy." Not that we are morons. I just feel like one most of the time.
Sherrine...hubby is buying me rum tomorrow!
Hey Sherrine, and all...have you ever loaded your groceries into someone else's car? The only thing even remotely similar to my vehicle was the color. Once at a church flea market, I was done so I told my friend I would wait in the car for her(she drove). I sat in a strangers car for fifteen minutes before I realized my friend didn't have a car seat. Why have I not been arrested yet?