I was about to make it a hyperfocus three-peat, but I figured it'd be covered (and I was right!). I'll just add on that subject that the best insight I've seen on ADD is Ed Hallowell's idea that it should properly be called Attention Regulation Disorder and not Attention Deficit Disorder -- it's not that we don't have enough focus, it's that controlling it appropriately is an issue, whether that's giving attention where we need to or tearing it away.

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And I have been rude in not scolding Sparky's PO people, and whatever's making juliana feel bad. And in sending meara's friend all strength and healing vibes and a fervent wish that the universe just back off, now.

Also, hi peoples. Yes it is difficult sometimes to remember the social graces that make us not-alone crazy types. I'm working on it.

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And I have been rude in not scolding Sparky's PO people, and whatever's making juliana feel bad. And in sending meara's friend all strength and healing vibes and a fervent wish that the universe just back off, now.

Ack! Yes, this. Social graces are not my forte, though I swear I try.

A number of years ago the resident manager of my office building had a number of family members living with her, including a grandson with ADD and/or ADHD. I remember the only time I ever spent more than a minute or so with him, he was jumping around and singing, and bouncing ... I was exhausted watching him and I just felt so sorry that he was on this high speed treadmill as a way of life.

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Me, I'm giggling at the fact that I can seriously call it an x-post five posts later, because MY MIND WAS STILL ON THE HYPERFOCUS, DAMMIT.

Sparky, perhaps they're MAILING you a response? wouldn't that be typical!

I'd start there, if only because your GP already knows your medical hx.

also, you'd probably need a referral from them anyway.

Sparky, perhaps they're MAILING you a response? wouldn't that be typical!

I didn't think of that. ::headdesk::

My DH and I were just coordinating on the phone that I bug out of work a little early, and he leaves a little late for class, all in order to try and catch the mail carrier.

She'd better hope my DH is the one to catch her, because I'm so much more dangerous (and angry after listening to the musak) than he is.

try getting me to focus on something that *doesn't* capture my interest. It's unpossible.

Not to make light of people with legitimate problems, but I don't see how you can say that the inability to focus on something uninteresting is abnormal. Plowing your way through it, hating every step, and having to pull attention back from much more interesting/pleasant things sounds pretty par for the course--at least remembering back to my college days.