Two weekends ago I bought some chicken when grocery shopping. Not the frozen kind that lasts forever if you keep it frozen, the raw squishy kind that you need to either cook or freeze before it becomes unsafe.
I swear I meant to cook it within a day or so but see, I put it in the fridge and it immediately joined the list of things I forgot about because I could no longer see it. And because it wasn’t super visible immediately upon the fridge door opening I didn’t remember it was in there. I put it on top of the egg carton, I eat eggs regularly so thought that was a good spot, but what do you know I ended up eating more tofu the past little while and didn’t go for the eggs.
Oops?
My concussion strongly affects my memory and not in a good way. If I put something down and walk away to do another task within a minute I forget where I put the initial object, and when I go searching for it I can scan over the area where it is multiple times before I actually see it. I also just full on forget where something gets put, which has been a real treat to deal with considering I spent the bulk of the worst part of my concussion moving and trying to unpack. There are still so many things that I have no idea where I put them…
At one point I bought a new tv remote because I couldn’t remember seeing mine while unpacking, all boxes had been emptied or at least fully gone through, and I had no remote. I figured something has to get lost in a move and that must be it so I bought a replacement from Amazon and then of course proceeded to find my original remote after the one from Amazon arrived. Because of course. The amazing hiding spot I put it? On top of my dresser and then a piece of paper ended up on top of it and boom! Remote no longer exists in my brain. Why didn’t I, in all my searching, move the piece of paper to see what was under it? I have no idea.
So yeah, all this to explain why I immediately forgot about the chicken after putting it in the fridge and didn’t see it whenever I opened the fridge.
Yesterday I found the chicken and decided to cook it, sorta skipping over the fact that the best before date was 4 days prior. Those are just suggestions, right?
To add to this little scenario I still can’t taste or smell, so until I get sick from something I’ve eaten I don’t actually know that something I’ve eaten has gone off. Go long covid go 😛
In the end I overcooked the chicken out of a healthy dose of concern, I really didn’t want to be sick, and managed to have a perfectly acceptable dinner of veggies and chicken. Boring? Kinda. Can I tell? Nope.
I bought some ground beef this past weekend but that I actually remembered to put in the freezer so I’m safe there, now all I have to do is remember next week that I have it and want to cook it…
The Amazing Shrinking Woman 