What did we do today?

We spent the day in Chicago. Sitting in 5 o'clock traffic she pointed at the radio and said, "Could you turn down...that?" I turned it down and this conversation began:

"I don't know what we did today."

"Metaphysically, or literally?"

"Literally. I don't know what we did all day."

"Well this is Wednesday. On Wednesdays we drive into Chicago and go to our support group in the morning. So that's how we started our day. When the session was over, it was lunch time. Do you remember where we ate?"

"No."

"We went to Water Tower Place and ate at Food Life. What did you have?"

"I don't know."

"Sesame chicken."

"Oh yeah."

"And I called yesterday to make appointments to get our hair cut, but they couldn't take us until 3 o'clock. So we had two hours to kill after lunch. What did we do?"

"I don't know."

"We went shopping. And then we took a cab to Mel's place and I got my hair cut and then he cut your hair. Then we took a cab back to the parking lot, and now we're driving home."

"Okay, thank you. I didn't know."

Thirty minutes later we're back in Evanston and she reaches over and turns the radio down herself.

"Okay, I've forgotten again. Help me remember."

"We went to our group session. Then we ate lunch. Then what?"

"We got our hair cut."

"No, we went shopping. You got some jeans and I got a computer bag."

"Oh, right."

"Then we got our hair cut and then we came home."

"Okay. Good. I think if we do this every day, I'll start to get my memory back."