A Thursday, told plainly
This is a composite day, not a real person. A team lead in her late forties loses the name of a project she's run for a year, mid-sentence, in front of eight people. By lunch she's reread the same contract clause four times. At 3 p.m. she walks to the printer and stands there.
In past years that day would have become "I've just been foggy" at an appointment two months later. This time it's three taps, a line about waking at 3 a.m., and one question saved for her next visit: "Could this be perimenopause, and what else should we check?"
Three taps on Thursday become one clear sentence at the appointment.

