LOL. I'm still a chronic dingbat 3 years later :) But I always had a tendency toward being a space cadet -- hence my nickname Mr. Magoo. Now, I just lose things, at home and at work. Then I'll eventually find whatever I lost in a place I know I've looked 4 or 5 times. Except the damn tv remote. Lost that nearly 2 months ago, still haven't found it and it was in my hand 15 minutes before I lost it. Go figure :) I describe the widow fog period as a time of being able to function, getting done what needs to get done, a period of shock and mental numbness. I actually wandered around in a parking lot looking for my car, took me a really long time to find it. I think that fog period lasted about 8 weeks for me. the shock and trauma must cause. Once the fog lifted, that is when my real pain began. And when I hit about 4 or 5 months, I had a complete mental shutdown, grief turned into severe depression. I'm not sure whether I'll ever recover the mental sharpness I had before she passed, but I've gained other far more important attributes, compassion being at the top of the list. It is a rough road, but we all get through it. It just takes us a whole lot longer than any of us could ever have imagined. Scott

Well I can't say widow fog has gotten much better for me but it has morphed a bit.

At first I was just simply disconnected from the world, barely getting from one room of my house to another. The effort and mental strength of doing such a simple task was not possible. I once decided I would venture out to the grocery store which I had not done. It took me several hours to convince myself that I needed to do this since my son was eating whatever someone brought over and nothing else. Anyway... I ventured out and managed to get a few things and as I'm hurrying out of the store I realized I had picked up enough for 5 people and not just two (thats how many were left in the house at the time my husband passed) In the car I am having a huge meltdown and can't believe I had not realized this. Upon getting home through tears and traffic I get everything into the house and put away. A few hours later I am looking for my purse and car keys. I can't find them anywhere. I am so lost I am just turning everything upside down.... Only to find them both in the refrigerator next to the milk. 3 years since then I find that my fog has sharply turned into depression. I didn't realize I had slipped into such a deep inner pain. A very distant friend told me she felt I had changed and she was very concerned. I told her all I had noticed is that I had done less talking about it. I guess I am also very moody and I don't handle stress or confrontation at all. Things I once considered important, are not as important now. I have a deeper appreciation for what I once took for granted while living my life. I'm not sure if anyone else agrees with this or not and I am NOT a doctor but I feel that when I lost my everything my brain was changed in many ways in which I will never regain. Our minds are very powerful, more so than we realize.
I am in agreement with the others who have said their mental sharpness has changed. I definitely notice that. Our journey's are our own but we have one or more common threads. Don't be hard on yourself its frustrating for sure but you will get a handle on it in what ever way you can. Hugs

Lisa