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I'm not well. I have some kind of bug. And yes, it's annoying me. My head is aching and my eyes are itchy and my sinuses … well, some of you might be eating, let's not discuss what my sinuses are doing.
My lungs are okay though, so far, anyway, which is a good thing I think. I was at my monthly artists event here in my town, we call it “Sounds,” and I was able to play and sing a song.
By the end of that song, though, I was ready to get off stage. My head was swimming and I felt a bit sweaty and overheated. Luckily it was just an open mic spot, and not the featured entertainer gig.
Yes, I know that title makes no sense on many levels. This was not a win. This was more like me drawing the short straw than having my numbers drawn.
But you know me, I'm a pretty positive guy. And if there's a bright side to something, you know I'm going to find it, right? I wrestled my dashing thoughts into a semblance of creativity and leveraged that into half a writing career. And who knows, someday it might be my whole career.
And I've channelled my spontaneity and irreverent attitude into my stage presence so that I'm now as comfortable on stage as I am at home in my Pjs. Okay, I was never really uncomfortable on stage, but I am now less klutzy and absent when I'm there.
But that's not really what I'd call winning the lottery, and I wouldn't expect you to either. And before you get excited, no I didn't win the real lottery. If I had, I'd have e-mailed you all a sparkler, hat and noise maker so you could have helped me celebrate.
Well, there's another thirty minutes of my life that I'll never get back. I went to load up for work yesterday. Of course I did the “Gettin' out the door” shuffle. Got my phone? Nope. Where is it? In the bedroom? Nope. But my shoes are here. Bathroom? There's my watch and glasses. Okay, let's roll.
Wait, where's my phone? Right, that's what I was looking for. Kitchen? Nope. Wait, refrigerator? Ha, no. Thank goodness. Ah, there it is. Next to my keys, on the stand beside my Lazyboy.
I had a great idea for a blog post today. It was so good I thought I'd never forget it. You're reading this instead.
But you know, for the most part, I write things down now. I have a note pad and a pen in my pocket at all times. And sometimes when it's time to write a post, all I have to do is read my note pad and there are a whole bunch of ideas.
Admittedly, some of them sounded better before I wrote them down. Somehow a lot of them lose something in the brewing and steeping that occurs in my pocket after being recorded.
Impulsiveness is a large part of ADHD. In fact, it's a big part of one of the subtypes.
But you don't have to have “ADHD, primarily hyperactive” to be intimately acquainted with the details of impulsiveness. In fact I think there's some impulsivity in all ADHD.
But don't take my word for it, read on and see if I'm right.
And if I'm wrong, well, no two of us are exactly alike. But I still think there's a lot of impulsiveness in the ADHD life.
Quick, where's your umbrella? Front hall closet, maybe?
Nope,it's not there. That's where I would have guessed too, but we were both wrong. Maybe you left it in the car? I checked for mine in my truck behind the seats, but it wasn't there. You go look and see.
No, eh? Sorry, I thought you'd have been luckier than I was.
Where else could it be? Beside the back door? Did you loan it to someone? Is it in the downstairs shower where you left it to drain the last time you used it? No?
Do you have ADHD primarily hyperactive? Or maybe ADHD combined subtype? If so, you know the sensation of always being on the go.
I wrote a couple of blog posts about my last weekend last Friday and Monday and I listed all the things I attended and some things I attended to.
And of course, there was normal activity as well. Or at least, it was normal for me.
You know you can't just say you have ADHD, right? In fact, if you go around saying it without having a valid diagnosis, there's a chance you'll upset someone who has the diagnosis. Especially if you don't really have ADHD.
And the deal is, that having ADHD, as I've said a thousand times, is a mater of having symptoms that are pretty normal and common, but having them with a frequency and intensity that have a real and constant negative effect on your life.
So you know, if you're going around saying you have ADHD because of things that happen to you or that are caused by you, and you're saying it a lot ... well, you might have ADHD.
Are you aware that you are more likely to visit the emergency room if you have ADHD? And while I can't say why categorically, I feel certain that it isn't just that you want to.
On the other hand, apparently people with ADHD make good first responders. Could that be because we're familiar with the processes?
Additionally, people with ADHD have, on average, poorer oral health than those whom I like to label as suffering Delusions of Normalcy. That is to say, we have more cavities, more tooth decay, and generally speaking, fewer teeth in the long run.
The internet is a wonderful place to play. And for some of us it's also a great place to work. But for those of us with ADHD, being online is often like having to take your children to the grocery store.
You head in the front door of the “world wide web” knowing exactly what you're doing there. And the front door is where you check your sanity, hoping you'll get it back when you log out. Every shiny link you see, your kids want ... er, I mean your ADHD wants you to check it out.
It's gotten to the point where I don't ever write my blog online. I open up my word processor and hope to hell that I don't have to look up any references or words.