Strattera
I do NOT have ADD!!! I swear to God, you guys, if one more person tries to tell me I have ADD, I'll-- oh, those are the most beautiful flowers!
My loving chillens and I just saw a commercial for Strattera, some new drug for Adult Attention Deficit Disorder. Ok, so I didn't really see the whole thing; I was distracted and only caught a tiny bit of the commercial. But the chillens told me all about it. Well, they tried to, but I thought of something while they were talking and walked out. Sorry 'bout that.
(IT'S TRUE!!! - Glamourlips, daughter #2)
Ok, just came back from getting a little-- HEY!!!
Yes, I've taken an online test to see if I have ADD. Sure, I had to go online about 5 times in order to do it, because I'd forget to take it once I was online-- so many things to look at. Yeah, my chillens stood there while I went online the fifth time to make sure I went to the site with the test. And, yes, according to the test, I ought to seriously consider talking to my healthcare professional (iridologist? Shaman?) about going on medication. Of COURSE they told me that-- the whole damn test site was a huge advertisement for medication! Sponsored by our friendly pharmaceutical people, and we all know how very concerned they are about our health. It's their Number One priority.
But I wonder, I just wonder if-- wait. Actually, that's not what I was originally wondering about. It just made me think of something else. You know how that stream-of-conciousness thing works, one thought leading to another, and if someone asks you what you're thinking you can't decide which thing to tell them you're thinking about?
Or like, when you're talking to someone, something occurs to you, so you start talking about that instead? And so the someone asks how you started thinking of that, so you tell them all the different things that lead up to where your head is at right now?
And I'm not flying on caffeine. No caffeine for me after 6pm, not because it keeps me awake, but because I'm giving my kidneys a reprieve. Actually, that's not always true. Like last night, I had a Venti Caramel Machiatto from Starbucks, and they close at 10, and I just had to have one, so I drank it. Didn't fall asleep 'til way after 2am, but that had nothing to do with the caffeine in the two shots of espresso in the Machiatto. It had everything to do with Daylight Savings Time. I usually don't get to bed until sometime after 1am. Generally, caffeine doesn't affect me much unless I have too much on an empty stomach, and then I just get nauseous. And we all know that 2am Daylight Time is really 1am Standard Time. So, I was actually following the interior clock in my body. So there.
I have a rescued dog (Rescue Dog), Lucy, who was brought to me by my very wonderful and inspiring landlady. She does animal rescue in a big way. Dogs, cats, pot-bellied pigs (she has 3, now), donkeys, chickens, guinea hens (yes!), and a cow. We can only have dogs and cats in the city (she's County), so--
Anyway, she called and told me she had the PERFECT dog for me. It was a puppy, spayed (all rescue animals are spayed/neutered, so keep your pet leashed, if you don't want it rescued), black, female, not a little yappy one-- all my criteria had been met. She showed up at my house with a HUGE crate in the back of her SUV, and I wondered why she needed such a huge crate for a puppy. I figured it was so the puppy could grow into it.
Well, out came a BIG puppy. 9 months old. Half Border Collie, half Black Lab. She was gorgeous, beautiful, long-haired, looked like a black Border Collie. I was slightly shocked, but now that I know my landlady better, I'm not surprised. She never does anything half-assed, always does everything in a big way.
The reason I'm talking about my dog, Lucy, is because of the Border Collie part. Now, THAT is ADD! Can you say "easily distracted?" "Short attention span?" "Lucy?"
("Mom?" - Glamourlips)
Go AWAY! Git!
Ok. I'll be honest. I guess my landlady knew me better than I realized. She was right. Lucy IS the perfect dog for me, because she's so much like me. She's highly intelligent, a very quick learner, full of energy, and can't stand being bored.
Oh-- a while back, I noticed she would suddenly start trembling, just shaking and shaking, even if she were standing outside on a very hot day. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.
Then I caught her going into the trash and dragging out a used coffee filter with the grounds in it. MY DOG WAS A CAFFEINE JUNKY! See, I'd thought it was my chillens not putting the filters into the trash, just missing the trashcan and not bothering to pick up the mess (sorry girls, for yelling about that). I knew it wasn't me doing it, because I drink instant, so don't need filters.
Turns out it had been Lucy the whole time, eating the coffee grounds. She had the jitters!
Well, she's still half Border Collie, but since she kicked her caffeine habit, the Lab in her has come out. She can lay around for entire 1/2-hours at a time, now.
Why was I telling you that?
Oh, yeah. The Strattera commercial.
I honestly believe that about 90% of people (adults AND children) who are being told they have ADD are just a whole lot smarter than most of the people around them, and have very active brains, and are most likely creative as hell, and so see tons more stuff than most people. And we're more easily noticed because we don't acquiesce to many things, we usually have something to say, and, face it-- we're damned hard to keep up with sometimes.
So stop telling us we have ADD!
Thank you.
Oh. Did I tell you-- never mind. I forgot what I was going to say. I'll think of it later.
My loving chillens and I just saw a commercial for Strattera, some new drug for Adult Attention Deficit Disorder. Ok, so I didn't really see the whole thing; I was distracted and only caught a tiny bit of the commercial. But the chillens told me all about it. Well, they tried to, but I thought of something while they were talking and walked out. Sorry 'bout that.
(IT'S TRUE!!! - Glamourlips, daughter #2)
Ok, just came back from getting a little-- HEY!!!
Yes, I've taken an online test to see if I have ADD. Sure, I had to go online about 5 times in order to do it, because I'd forget to take it once I was online-- so many things to look at. Yeah, my chillens stood there while I went online the fifth time to make sure I went to the site with the test. And, yes, according to the test, I ought to seriously consider talking to my healthcare professional (iridologist? Shaman?) about going on medication. Of COURSE they told me that-- the whole damn test site was a huge advertisement for medication! Sponsored by our friendly pharmaceutical people, and we all know how very concerned they are about our health. It's their Number One priority.
But I wonder, I just wonder if-- wait. Actually, that's not what I was originally wondering about. It just made me think of something else. You know how that stream-of-conciousness thing works, one thought leading to another, and if someone asks you what you're thinking you can't decide which thing to tell them you're thinking about?
Or like, when you're talking to someone, something occurs to you, so you start talking about that instead? And so the someone asks how you started thinking of that, so you tell them all the different things that lead up to where your head is at right now?
And I'm not flying on caffeine. No caffeine for me after 6pm, not because it keeps me awake, but because I'm giving my kidneys a reprieve. Actually, that's not always true. Like last night, I had a Venti Caramel Machiatto from Starbucks, and they close at 10, and I just had to have one, so I drank it. Didn't fall asleep 'til way after 2am, but that had nothing to do with the caffeine in the two shots of espresso in the Machiatto. It had everything to do with Daylight Savings Time. I usually don't get to bed until sometime after 1am. Generally, caffeine doesn't affect me much unless I have too much on an empty stomach, and then I just get nauseous. And we all know that 2am Daylight Time is really 1am Standard Time. So, I was actually following the interior clock in my body. So there.
I have a rescued dog (Rescue Dog), Lucy, who was brought to me by my very wonderful and inspiring landlady. She does animal rescue in a big way. Dogs, cats, pot-bellied pigs (she has 3, now), donkeys, chickens, guinea hens (yes!), and a cow. We can only have dogs and cats in the city (she's County), so--
Anyway, she called and told me she had the PERFECT dog for me. It was a puppy, spayed (all rescue animals are spayed/neutered, so keep your pet leashed, if you don't want it rescued), black, female, not a little yappy one-- all my criteria had been met. She showed up at my house with a HUGE crate in the back of her SUV, and I wondered why she needed such a huge crate for a puppy. I figured it was so the puppy could grow into it.
Well, out came a BIG puppy. 9 months old. Half Border Collie, half Black Lab. She was gorgeous, beautiful, long-haired, looked like a black Border Collie. I was slightly shocked, but now that I know my landlady better, I'm not surprised. She never does anything half-assed, always does everything in a big way.
The reason I'm talking about my dog, Lucy, is because of the Border Collie part. Now, THAT is ADD! Can you say "easily distracted?" "Short attention span?" "Lucy?"
("Mom?" - Glamourlips)
Go AWAY! Git!
Ok. I'll be honest. I guess my landlady knew me better than I realized. She was right. Lucy IS the perfect dog for me, because she's so much like me. She's highly intelligent, a very quick learner, full of energy, and can't stand being bored.
Oh-- a while back, I noticed she would suddenly start trembling, just shaking and shaking, even if she were standing outside on a very hot day. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.
Then I caught her going into the trash and dragging out a used coffee filter with the grounds in it. MY DOG WAS A CAFFEINE JUNKY! See, I'd thought it was my chillens not putting the filters into the trash, just missing the trashcan and not bothering to pick up the mess (sorry girls, for yelling about that). I knew it wasn't me doing it, because I drink instant, so don't need filters.
Turns out it had been Lucy the whole time, eating the coffee grounds. She had the jitters!
Well, she's still half Border Collie, but since she kicked her caffeine habit, the Lab in her has come out. She can lay around for entire 1/2-hours at a time, now.
Why was I telling you that?
Oh, yeah. The Strattera commercial.
I honestly believe that about 90% of people (adults AND children) who are being told they have ADD are just a whole lot smarter than most of the people around them, and have very active brains, and are most likely creative as hell, and so see tons more stuff than most people. And we're more easily noticed because we don't acquiesce to many things, we usually have something to say, and, face it-- we're damned hard to keep up with sometimes.
So stop telling us we have ADD!
Thank you.
Oh. Did I tell you-- never mind. I forgot what I was going to say. I'll think of it later.
Lori finally stopped procrastinating at 12:07 AM
1 Comments:
great post!
(you are back up to 101)!!!!
M.
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