my experience growing up with AD(H)D. The hype of diagnosis, the battle to decide for or against meds, and of course the random ranting and raving that comes to mind here and there
Thursday, December 11, 2014
my video introduction to EatLiveDreamADD.Wordpress.com
So this is both my announcement that I'm switching to EatLiveDreamADD.Wordpress.com and a peek at what I'm like in person. So if you've ever wondered what I look or sound like, here ya go!
I will not be deleting this blog, however. At least not for a while. There will be a few files transferred, from here to the new blog, however I like the idea of a vlog so I might just continue using Blogger with YouTube to get that going, since I cannot upload videos at Wordpress.
Thank you for the almost 10,000 pageviews since starting up in September of 2013, and I look forward to a new year of ADHD Adventures!
Monday, December 1, 2014
the absent-minded poet
Some times, the weirdest things come to mind... I shared this today in a group online...
I am 34. aged to perfection.
Bacon does NOT give me an erection
Selfies are not a thing that I do,
and I get obsessive when talking 'bout poo.
Poetry's nice, I think mine's quite simple,
It pops into my mind like the puss from a pimple.
I write a blog and it's all about me
and my battle ongoing with ADHD
I love to eat bacon, drink liquor, and run
though not in that order... that wouldn't be fun
to run full of bacon would sicken me so
Bacon, post-run, is delightful though.
so I'm young, and I'm bald, I'm a father of 3
I'd type so much more, but I really must pee.
you know, when I was in high school, I actually wrote a lot of poetry. Some of it was really lame. some was disturbing, and some was pretty decent. I've always been good with rhymes. These days I put it out there fairly regularly that I love Bacon. There's been this rash of posts in this particular group about guessing people's age, which I just don't understand. Then this poem just came to me. one line at a time. In the middle of perusing the ADHD facebook group and watching The Walking Dead on Netflix.
Poetry was a good outlet for me. Anything driven by emotion or confusion or just being downright silly is good for the ADHD mind. We so often have a habit of saying too much, too soon. The more we get that out of our system on our own, the better equipped we are to say the right thing, or to keep quiet when necessary. It could also be great practice for witty conversations and comedy stand-up...
To me, the funniest thing about this poem is I won't be 34 for another month LOL
Bacon does NOT give me an erection
Selfies are not a thing that I do,
and I get obsessive when talking 'bout poo.
Poetry's nice, I think mine's quite simple,
It pops into my mind like the puss from a pimple.
I write a blog and it's all about me
and my battle ongoing with ADHD
I love to eat bacon, drink liquor, and run
though not in that order... that wouldn't be fun
to run full of bacon would sicken me so
Bacon, post-run, is delightful though.
so I'm young, and I'm bald, I'm a father of 3
I'd type so much more, but I really must pee.
you know, when I was in high school, I actually wrote a lot of poetry. Some of it was really lame. some was disturbing, and some was pretty decent. I've always been good with rhymes. These days I put it out there fairly regularly that I love Bacon. There's been this rash of posts in this particular group about guessing people's age, which I just don't understand. Then this poem just came to me. one line at a time. In the middle of perusing the ADHD facebook group and watching The Walking Dead on Netflix.
Poetry was a good outlet for me. Anything driven by emotion or confusion or just being downright silly is good for the ADHD mind. We so often have a habit of saying too much, too soon. The more we get that out of our system on our own, the better equipped we are to say the right thing, or to keep quiet when necessary. It could also be great practice for witty conversations and comedy stand-up...
To me, the funniest thing about this poem is I won't be 34 for another month LOL
Monday, November 17, 2014
Baconlove
One thing that, when you get to know me, is abundantly clear: I love bacon. We all have something abnormal we almost obsess over, and for me that's bacon. I have a bacon calendar on my desk at work, I have bacon flavored lip balm, bacon flavored floss, even a bacon air freshener in my car. I share videos and memes about bacon, and do my part is spreading the word about the bacon revolution.
ADHD comes with the ability to hyperfocus, though we often don't realize it. Even been able to read an 1100 page book front to back, before realizing you just spent about 13 hrs straight reading? I've done that, and at the time had never heard the term hyperfocus. Think about the things you are crazy about. Toe socks? Bacon? Pizza? Beer? My daughter has a pencil collection, I have a rock collection and a shell collection. Even our collecting hobbies can be reinforced by our ADHD, and can help treat it! I digress...
Bacon.
Studies have shown bacon to provide therapy for many things from anxiety to PMS, and supports healthy pregnancy. Bacon is a well known hangover remedy, as well as a cure for the common headache.
go eat bacon, and experience a little piece of my world...
Friday, November 7, 2014
The beast has resurfaced
Why so serious? I often ask myself this same question, but with much less enthusiasm, angst, and donut face then my daughter in the video above. Lately I've found myself letting loose a bit, and I tell ya, it's weird.
With me, it's all or nothing. I am either in complete control or completely out of control. There is no "just relax a little" when I get uptight or tired. Yesterday I let loose with a few videos I came across on facebook, with very little damage done. However, offline, I was a complete waste. I usually get a few hours of studying in each day, but yesterday I did none. I joked around with my coworkers all day. Some of you might say "so what?" but now here I am, the next day, still having done nothing but eat a shitload of candy and goof around all morning, rippin out this gnarly blog on a whim with no real purpose... but some days are like that. No purpose.
I get like this sometimes and think about how different things were with meds and wonder why I ever wanted to stop. Look at what I'm capable of, however, with a little freedom from the Ritalin Ball-and-Chain. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZ-hhTbyzew&index=2&list=FLzIZ-1evkXb71_XphBsztUQ
I can't put the actual video on the blog because it's not listed, but it's my daughter and I performing Little Bunny Fufu in character... Who does that? Certainly not Medicated Andrew. Just saying. Then there's the Friends I've made. I have to say I'm glad to have taken the time to get off meds and learn more about my "tribe" as we so affectionately refer to ourselves. I have come to know more about myself and others like (and unlike) me with ADHD.
So as far as being medicated, I will continue not to be. It's ok to be unsure though, from time to time.
bacon.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
Health Insurance, Big Brother, And you
A little Off Topic, I know; this is a conversation I've found myself getting sucked into more and more lately as my company's health insurance provider is going to be charging a surcharge for not submitting a biometric screening by enrollment.
Usually the Health Insurance conversation with a blogger in my "field" is more related to prescriptions, Doctors vs. Shrinks, and the like. Not today. In an expected turn of events, the health insurance provided by my employer has made changes which, in keeping with a long insurance tradition, will provide a way for the insurance money to make a little more money. But this time, it's not through risk assessment, per se, but rather more like a parent saying to a child "I've had enough". Health insurance is not cheap. Not for the insured; and, increasingly, not for the insurer. More and more people are getting sick, or just simply not taking care of themselves. "It's rediculous that 'Big Brother' is getting in our business like this'".
Usually the Health Insurance conversation with a blogger in my "field" is more related to prescriptions, Doctors vs. Shrinks, and the like. Not today. In an expected turn of events, the health insurance provided by my employer has made changes which, in keeping with a long insurance tradition, will provide a way for the insurance money to make a little more money. But this time, it's not through risk assessment, per se, but rather more like a parent saying to a child "I've had enough". Health insurance is not cheap. Not for the insured; and, increasingly, not for the insurer. More and more people are getting sick, or just simply not taking care of themselves. "It's rediculous that 'Big Brother' is getting in our business like this'".
Friday, October 17, 2014
Road Rage 3: the invisible egg
Sometimes I feel like daytime drivers are all part of a union, which requires them to mess with people and just be all around douchbags on the road.
I had to make a stop at the Dr's office this morning on the way to work. First I get routed all over Northern Illinois because there is construction EVERYWHERE. I've finally gotten back to the intersection that will put me on the road I need to get to the DR, and I see this dude driving backward down the wrong side of the road, through the intersection. WTF? I make my turn into the lane he was in, only to find out why he was driving backward... There was an accident. Car was bent in half around a street light, and the fire truck that responded was blocking both lanes, so the road was closed and traffice was being diverted. By now its too late for me to get out of it, so I'm stuck waiting for traffic to crawl by this accident (which occured at an intersection, so all for ways are being controlled by traffic cops. It took me 45 min to drive a quarter mile The dude in the car behind me is eating with his mouth open, spilling food all over himself. Gross. I'm pretty sure the dudes in the car next to me are rolling a joint. Really? Really.
So I did not have time to stop, and it took me 2 hrs to get to work instead of the anticipated ~75 min. I didn't have an appt, just needed to pick something up, so the Dr. thing was no biggie. But now, again, I'm detoured all over the suburbs trying to find a new route to work.
I had to make a stop at the Dr's office this morning on the way to work. First I get routed all over Northern Illinois because there is construction EVERYWHERE. I've finally gotten back to the intersection that will put me on the road I need to get to the DR, and I see this dude driving backward down the wrong side of the road, through the intersection. WTF? I make my turn into the lane he was in, only to find out why he was driving backward... There was an accident. Car was bent in half around a street light, and the fire truck that responded was blocking both lanes, so the road was closed and traffice was being diverted. By now its too late for me to get out of it, so I'm stuck waiting for traffic to crawl by this accident (which occured at an intersection, so all for ways are being controlled by traffic cops. It took me 45 min to drive a quarter mile The dude in the car behind me is eating with his mouth open, spilling food all over himself. Gross. I'm pretty sure the dudes in the car next to me are rolling a joint. Really? Really.
So I did not have time to stop, and it took me 2 hrs to get to work instead of the anticipated ~75 min. I didn't have an appt, just needed to pick something up, so the Dr. thing was no biggie. But now, again, I'm detoured all over the suburbs trying to find a new route to work.
Monday, October 13, 2014
A Friend Worth Sharing my Bacon With
What does it mean to be a friend in 2014? What does it mean to lose a friend? to gain a friend? Friendships can be a bitch to maintain these days. First of all, people have to move where the work is. Location is a huge factor in maintaining friendship. Then, of course, none of us have money to actually go out and do things. Lastly, technology has made us socially ignorant when outside the virtual world. Now add ADHD. What needs to be done to actually spend quality time with friends? Well there's scheduling, remembering... 9 times out of 10, when I see an invite to an event or get a call to do something, I have to decline. I'm either working, have something to do with the family, or I just don't have the money to come. I care about my friends, but I hang out with my friends so rarely that I often feel awkward or "out of the loop."
A perfect example (and really what inspired me to write this entry) was a recent wedding.
A perfect example (and really what inspired me to write this entry) was a recent wedding.
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