I had one of the funniest Fibro-Fog episodes in recent memory last week, and forgot to post it. No, that's not the Fibro-Fog...
I was getting dressed to meet a couple of friends for brunch. I was standing there in front of my closet, holding the shirt I had decided to wear. I knew that it was supposed to go on my body, but could not for the life of me remember how it was supposed to get there. I looked at it from several angles, but nothing made sense. Never fear, within three minutes I figured it out!
