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(Something I recived in my E-mail... Enjoy!)

A.A.A.D.D.
Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D. - Age-Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mailbox earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox, when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need to be watered.

I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight whe n we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but f i rst I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

----the car isn't washed,

----the bills aren't paid,

----there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter,

----the flowers don't have enough water,

----there is still only 1 check in my check book,

----I can't find the remote,

----I can't find my glasses,

----and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC.

P.S. I just remembered.
I LEFT THE WATER RUNNING IN THE DRIVEWAY!

Absolutely! And thanks, Junii, I had this and lost it! :D :D

When I was twenty-nine, I was diagnosed with ADD(Attention Deficit Disorder). I don't really give it much thought. My coping mechanisms were in place long before I knew I was coping for something. Still, it's nice to know there's a name for what's wrong with me. :)

I was going to say something... really I was... I just wish... oh, fuck it!

(Something I recived in my E-mail... Enjoy!)

A.A.A.D.D.
Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D. - Age-Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mailbox earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox, when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need to be watered.

I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight whe n we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but f i rst I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

----the car isn't washed,

----the bills aren't paid,

----there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter,

----the flowers don't have enough water,

----there is still only 1 check in my check book,

----I can't find the remote,

----I can't find my glasses,

----and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC.

P.S. I just remembered.
I LEFT THE WATER RUNNING IN THE DRIVEWAY!

I was diagnosed with ADD in grade school so I guess I could relate a little.

When I was twenty-nine, I was diagnosed with ADD(Attention Deficit Disorder). I don't really give it much thought. My coping mechanisms were in place long before I knew I was coping for something. Still, it's nice to know there's a name for what's wrong with me. :)

My coping mechanisms were so effective that I didn't notice there was a problem at all until this past year.

And I don't think there's anything wrong with you. Actually, I wish there were more people like you.

Yar! Hear that, everyone? Raise your children to be like LG!

My coping mechanisms were so effective that I didn't notice there was a problem at all until this past year.

And I don't think there's anything wrong with you. Actually, I wish there were more people like you.

After leaving the Navy, I was having some stress issues. I saw a psychiatrist who, acting on suspicions, tested me for ADD. After discovering that I had it, he put me on Dexedrine. Six months later, I had him take me off it. I hated it, and more to the point, I realized I didn't need it. My biggest problem with the whole thing is the 'disorder' part. I'm not convinced that ADD is a disorder. So I think differently than some people. SO there are certain activities I'm not very good at. There are just as many things I AM good at, and I'm convinced that properly trained, children can turn ADD into a tool instead of an excuse. *nod*

So what if sometimes I forget to take out the garbage. :p

After leaving the Navy, I was having some stress issues. I saw a psychiatrist who, acting on suspicions, tested me for ADD. After discovering that I had it, he put me on Dexedrine. Six months later, I had him take me off it. I hated it, and more to the point, I realized I didn't need it. My biggest problem with the whole thing is the 'disorder' part. I'm not convinced that ADD is a disorder. So I think differently than some people. SO there are certain activities I'm not very good at. There are just as many things I AM good at, and I'm convinced that properly trained, children can turn ADD into a tool instead of an excuse. *nod*

So what if sometimes I forget to take out the garbage. :p

Amen to that. I'm of the opinion that ADD is quite possibly the beginnings of a very advantageous development for our species.

Yar! Hear that, everyone? Raise your children to be like LG!

Only good can come of this. :)

When I was twenty-nine, I was diagnosed with ADD(Attention Deficit Disorder). I don't really give it much thought. My coping mechanisms were in place long before I knew I was coping for something. Still, it's nice to know there's a name for what's wrong with me. :)

there's something wrong with you?

yeah, me and my sister are both the classic undiagnosed cases of ADD. We both refuse to be tested because neither of us care enough...we learned to cope. We know we have it, but don't really need to pay to be told "officially" that we do.

I'm an English major. That means lots of reading. When I have 200 pages to read in a night (not uncommon), I sit down, read 10 pages, then go online for maybe 5 minutes. Then I go back and do it again. When I'm having really bad ADD, I go for a run or go to the gym and work out the extra energy. Or I go do something stupid (this is usually the case). I was raised that way...I was an ADD child...rather than drug me up, my parents signed me up for sports and art and music classes...they took up my time, taught me how to get myself to focus, and burned the extra energy that causes my issues in the first place.

I think ADD is one of the most overdiagnosed conditions in history.

It's almost like one by one personality traits that fail to meet some kind of predetermined and arbitrary "ideal" are classified as disorders and some drug is developed to "treat" it.

Or is it just me?

I have 3 kids. One could possibly agure that 2 out of the 3 have ADD. I would argue that it's just that they're KIDS. I would argue that they're people whose minds work very, very quickly and as a result tend to want to be moving around rather than in one spot. Is that ideal for classroom learning? Meh. They cope. They get all 'A's.

Is it easy to get them to get stuff done? No. Is it easy to get them to do all their homework in one sitting? No.

But then, I have the same problem and I'm 32 :D Do I have ADD? I bet a doc with a kickback from a drug company would say I do. I say I just have too damn many hobbies!

But then, I have the same problem and I'm 32 :D Do I have ADD? I bet a doc with a kickback from a drug company would say I do. I say I just have too damn many hobbies!

well, if the doc is getting any kinda kickback from a drug company, he is breaking all sorts of laws and policies, and would have his license revoked in a heart beat. Seriously, the most they can do now is give out crap with the drug name on it (pens, mouse pads...my most cherished one is my Viagra tie)

they used to be able to take docs on all kinda of crazy trips...fishing, skiing, golf....thats all been done away with since the early-mid 90's

well, if the doc is getting any kinda kickback from a drug company, he is breaking all sorts of laws and policies, and would have his license revoked in a heart beat. Seriously, the most they can do now is give out crap with the drug name on it (pens, mouse pads...my most cherished one is my Viagra tie)

they used to be able to take docs on all kinda of crazy trips...fishing, skiing, golf....thats all been done away with since the early-mid 90's

That's reassuring to hear, but it's hard to imagine there isn't SOME kind of kickbacking (Is that a word?) going on. Maybe I'm just paranoid.

That's reassuring to hear, but it's hard to imagine there isn't SOME kind of kickbacking (Is that a word?) going on. Maybe I'm just paranoid.

well, the drug companies do try, but they have to watch themselves...the FDA can easily just not permit their drugs for sale, and they'd be screwed.

I personally have seen a huge change in the way the business works. My dad is a doctor, and he used to be taken on many many trips. They would go out on a boat, have an hour long meeting about the drug, and fish for a weekend, and this was considered a "business meeting". That kind of thing has been completely done away with.

The doctors that I know all say that it isn't really an issue because there is so much at stake by accepting money from a drug corp. IIRC, it can include prison time for both doctors and drug reps.

Of course, free samples are always given out. I have tons of Z-packs and other Rx drugs laying around both my home and apartment that were given to doctors for free to give to patients. These free samples quickly disappear into the medicine cabinets of the doctors. Tis a wonderful thing.

Something amusing for this evening (afternoon, morning, night, whenever you are):

A.A.A.D.D.
Recently, I was diagnosed with A. A. A. D. D. - Age-Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mailbox earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox, when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need to be watered.

I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

----the car isn't washed,

----the bills aren't paid,

----there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter,

----the flowers don't have enough water,

----there is still only 1 check in my check book,

----I can't find the remote,

----I can't find my glasses,

----and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC.

P.S. I just remembered, I LEFT THE WATER RUNNING IN THE DRIVEWAY!

Buy a notepad.

Okay, now you're scaring me.

Didn't somebody post this very thing not even a week ago? And didn't you respond to them in that thread?

I guess you've just been officially diagnosed with several "A"s and "D"s worth of forgetfulness.

Okay, now you're scaring me.

Didn't somebody post this very thing not even a week ago? And didn't you respond to them in that thread?

I guess you've just been officially diagnosed with several "A"s and "D"s worth of forgetfulness.

Did someone? I did? Aw, man, I have to go home. :eek: *runs*

And I apologize for using up the storage required to store this thread.

haha, quaility! at what age is this supposed to get activated then? cuz i'm 22 and i'm sure i have it already!

Age-Activated?

I've been doing stuff like this since as far back as I can forget.... There is unfortunately a downside to multitasking, having only one brain...

Something amusing for this evening (afternoon, morning, night, whenever you are):

I didn't find it funny.

It wasn't because it offended my ADD-self, it was too long for my ADD-self to focus on.

:(

Did someone?
Yes. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=11681204#post11681204) :p
I did?
Most certainly. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=11681209&postcount=2) :p

Although, to be fair, it was in fact three weeks ago. Isn't it impressive that I still remembered it anyway? :D

Aw, man, I have to go home. :eek: *runs*

And I apologize for using up the storage required to store this thread.
Oh, I wasn't worried about the storage capacities of the forum... :D

New Bretonnia[...] kickbacking (Is that a word?)[...]

The more cromulent, unidirectionally approvalized termulation, would be 'Kickbackkery'.

I believe ADD is a disease of the times (ie: environmental), it didn't exist 20 years ago. It is not a disorder or chemical imbalance, but the result of, dare I say it.... ATTENTION DEFECIT?

I propose we rename this 'disease' to J.D.V. "Joie De Vivre"

Parents should take an active role in the lives of their children, and involve them in tasks which take more than 30 seconds to accomplish. Just pay some attention, and I assure you this 'disease' will vanish.

:eek: It wasn't me who got your thread merged with JuNiis, Farnhamia, I swear!

*points accusingly at Transcendant Pilgrims* :p

you know... I completely forgot I posted this! :D

forgot you posted what?:p

So what if sometimes I forget to take out the garbage. :p

As long as you do so eventually and don't start to make weird scuptures of it in your living room.

The hurrier I go, the behider I get. :D