Wallace’s face said it all. He just looked at me in disbelief, maybe a little annoyance, maybe fear…. It wasn’t anything huge… but it could be.

It is a Moffitt day and a long one. We left the house at 6:30AM and Wallace drove the 2 hours it took to get to Tampa. We had to go to Moffitt’s location that is farthest away from our house because it was the only PET scan appointment available that allowed us to do everything on the same day. We arrived here, checked in and headed to the Labs/Imaging waiting area. I immediately started organizing our stuff. I wanted Wallace to have the snacks (He gets hungry lol) and I needed my computer out of his bag. Within minutes, the nurse called me to go in for labs. Fifteen minutes later, I headed back out into the waiting room to wait to be called for my PET Scan. I immediately looked at Wallace and said, “please take the snacks out of my bag” and with the look of disbelief, annoyance, and fear he said “you mean the ones you gave me already”. I had no recollection that I actually gave them to him before I was called in for labs.

They call this chemo fog, chemo brain, and other things. All it means is your short term memory is effected as well as your processing. For me, it has been rough. I always remembered everything long term and my working memory was super fast. Now, I have to slow down and take my time to think through things. Word and short term recall can take me a bit longer. It is frustrating, but it is also scary because it will get worse with the more chemo I receive. It makes me very self conscious and inadequate.

The chemo fog goes away slowly when chemo stops, but some of it can stay. I know that my working memory, processing speed, word recall, and some oral reading has changed a bit. This is not evident to most around me, except to those closest to my heart. My husband and 21 year old notice the changes the most. They normally giggle through it all with me. With my husband’s encouragement, I now write a lot of lists. The challenges of the fog are most evident to me and bother me the most.

But….. his face said it all. I had no clue I had already given him the snacks. I know it is a busy and stressful day and that can add to my lack of focus. Yet, it is the fear of what the future holds that makes these moments have an impact that can’t be swept away with humor and giggles.

(I am now in the PET recliner where my Super Hero radioactive juice marinates for about 90 minutes. Then I will have the scan. Doctor and chemo are later this afternoon.)