I don't know how much I should tell the new shrink about my experience with topamax. The more I talk about how my body feels, the more doctors seem to think I'm neurotic. I don't understand, isn't paying attention to your body a good thing? It's not like I freak out at every twinge.
Tell the expert at managing psychotropic medications about the effects that psychotropic medications have on you. As for doctors discounting your observations, they are being turdbuckets. When I have wacky things going on, I write down a laundry list of every unusual thing I notice. When I hand it over or read it to the doc, I preface it by saying that I am aware that some of the stuff may not be relevant but my job is to report the symptoms, doc's job is to sort through and make sense of them. I also usually mention that I am a professional caregiver, and I decided to treat my own health with the level of detailed observations and care that I provide for the people I serve. (That sometimes earns my observations some privilege and professional courtesy.)
Sophia, one noteworthy feature of ADD as it presents in women is that school often provides a structural framework that allows girls with ADD to thrive (or at least do OK enough to not be noticed as struggling). When such a girl becomes an adult, the struggles become much more obvious because as adults we are supposed to provide our own structure, and sometimes we cannot. In your case if/when you do decide to pursue this, it might do well to seek out a mental health professional who specializes in adults with ADD/ADHD who will be more familiar with the ways that can play out.
Kansas City is flooding now too.
Oh, shit! My parents are in Hawaii. I really hope they don't come home to a flooded basement. I wonder if my brother has thought to check.
We are so easily influenced -- I, too, had butter chicken yesterday, and tried ordering it without the chicken. They did it, no fuss, and it was GLORIOUS.
What's in butter chicken besides chicken? I don't remember any veggies in the sauce the way my local Indian restaurant prepares it.
Spent the morning feeding the new mama cat and petting her kittens. She doesn't seem to have a problem with me touching them, and one has learned to purr now. We've come a long way from her clawing me for putting food in front of her. (The credit goes to a nearby restaurant worker, who's been trying to earn her trust for the past three years.)
Timelies all!
msbelle, that song was in a commercial that ran a lot during the olympics. It's for some animated movie about animals doing karaoke, as far as I can tell.
Power cutting off at 8 got me out of bed quickly. While the weather is not gawdawful still, it is too much to be without ac and fans. Luckily, was only down 10 minutes or so.
Ran a bunch of errands and Baltimore was out in force, down to random old white lady tossing hamburger buns into the street from her deck. Ohhhhkaaaaaay.
Gonna swim at Druid today. Luckily, not until 4 because my old suit gave up and the new has different straps and some virgin skin will be exposed. Less chance for a burn later in the day.
I should vacuum.
THANK YOU SHERYL. That is EXACTLY it.
Argh. People. When I say we need to leave at 930 and you are walking the two blocks to my house do not make me call you at 945 and say where are you and tell me "oh, we are leaving in a minute" GRRR
WS, again thanks, your insight is really helpful. I feel more prepared for the conversation now.
meara, my family does that to me all the time! "We're on our way" is not equivalent to being here on time. And my sister hates it when other people make her wait! At least I know where my problem with time management came from.
