I have been dreadful the last three weeks - hoped would be better after a week's holiday, but no luck. Going to see the GP on Friday as am experiencing the same cognitive problems as I had after my stroke in 1998. Don't think (hope) it's anything nasty but feel it's better to be sure.
Poor old Barney the next door cat would have gone without his dinner this week if he didn't come and find me! And hubby is going to have to go and get bananas and milk which I forgot to get earlier - although luckily I remembered the chicken for dinner! And as for the safe place where I hid the spare garage key....Then there was the frying pan I couldn't find which was, of course, drying on the sink... etc etc etc.