Where is my brain?

I am going to start this post out by saying that yesterday was a hard day.  One of my good friends is in the hospital with complications in her pregnancy.  She has just began her second trimester.  She will be in the hospital for a while, and I hope everyone can pray for her and for her babies.  It is a constant reminder to me that us infertiles or those that have suffered losses never feel safe.

So anyways, I was a little frazzled dealing with some urgent family matters with my husband's side of the family along with the news of my friend, so my head just really wasn't in the right place.

First, I entirely blew off a meeting at work.  It was on my calender and the reminder even popped up.  I even remember clicking the "dismiss" on the reminder, but for some reason I didn't pay attention.   I have no idea how I missed this.  I wasn't even busy.  I was on the Internet reading about crib safety!  I mean what excuse was I supposed to tell my boss?!

Second, it was a busy day and so I offered to help out another coworker.  After telling my coworker I would take some of his accounts, I then walked back to my desk, began surfing the Internet and texting with my friend, and I completely forgot to do my coworkers work that I promised I would do.  It was so embarrassing!

Lastly, I was walking to the subway after work and had to take a detour to find a public restroom.  I have been chugging water lately and even though I went pee before I left, it took a whole four minutes later on my walk to the train before I had to go again!  So I was in this new mall thingy called Block 37 in downtown Chicago wandering around like an idiot trying to find a bathroom.  I finally found one (by the way...pregnant lady + oversized, bulky down puffer coat + trying to take a tinkle = entertainment) and then tried to figure out how the heck to get out of the building to the subway.  Needless to say this was not my normal route.  All was well and I get on the subway.  After a couple of stops I noticed that the train was fairly empty.  This was strange because usually it gets more and more packed.  At the next stop I noticed that I was going the wrong flipping way!  I was somewhere on the south side of Chicago when I needed to be going to the north side. This happened one other time, but I was new to the city and didn't know which direction was which.  There is no excuse this time...no excuse.

So ladies...I have heard of the term "pregnancy brain".  I am not sure if I should be diagnosed with such, but it does appear to fit the above situations.  Too bad we can't receive disability for this?  I mean, I hope I don't become a hazard to my job or self. Best case scenario, hopefully I don't get fired from my job or lost in the city.  There is no telling where I may end up.