Wow, how time flies by.
A little over ten years ago I was doing a bit of volunteer editing for a friend who was writing about ADHD.
I, of course, didn’t need to worry about ADHD, I was totally normal.
Well, I had some bad luck now and then, mostly now, but hey, I’d been going for forty-eight years, that bad luck was bound to turn around any minute, right?
One of the things I’d do for my friend was check to see if links clicked through. And one of those links took me to a test. A test for ADHD …
And since I was there, I thought I ought to just take the test.
No, I didn’t think I had ADHD, but I did think that the test would give me greater insight into what my friend was writing about, and perhaps greater insight into my friend and her behavior and composition as well.
Imagine my surprise …
Just imagine my shock when I failed the test.
Or passed it I guess, whatever, I was told that there was a good chance that I should declare myself completely ADHD riddled and get myself to a doctor of mental health yesterday if not sooner.
I don’t remember the specific grades, there was one that said “very few symptoms discernabler and one that said slight symptoms maybe.
There was one that said something like “You have some tendencies toward ADHD, you might consider seeking professional help.” There was another one that said “You have displayed a significant number of symptoms, you maybe should seek …”
I didn’t get any of these. I got ” Whoa, DUDE!!! Are you kidding? Get yer @$$ to the Psychiatrist pronto. This is off the hook, man!” Okay, yes, I’m paraphrasing.
That was over ten years ago. Time passes. I’ve been medicated with great results, but sadly the meds caused some side effects.
And at each step of the way I’ve told myself, “Well, this is where we’re at now.”
And I’ve tried to dig in and work with what I have to work with.
But I keep forgetting
Even though I’ve said it twice already, I keep forgetting that … time passes. And things change.
It really is an ADHD thing. We think, “This is how things are.” And we decide that is it. Because we think that “now” is a permanent thing.
The only time we’re aware of is “Now” and we fail to remember that it changes.
So maybe …
Maybe it’s time for me to reconsider medication. Why?
Because times change.
Because new medications have been developed.
Because, even though life is good with all the proactive things I’ve done and am doing, if life could be better, why wouldn’t I want that for myself and my family?
You know …
I know that you know that I have always told people to try meds. And I’d always done that from a position of having tried them.
But it is time, I think, to seriously consider doing it again.
It’s time I took a dose of my own medicine, took my own advice.
It’s time … because time passes