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[NotMollyRingwald]

got this today in an email. Maybe it isn't a celiac thing after all. maybe it's just us.

A.A.A.D.D.- KNOW THE SYMPTOMS!

Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder.

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 it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage,

I notice mail on the porch table that

I brought up from the mail box earlier.

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

I lay my car keys 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 check book off the table,

And see that there is only one 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 Pepsi I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks,

But first I need to push the Pepsi aside

So that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The Pepsi is getting warm,

And I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Pepsi,

A vase of flowers on the counter

Catches my eye--they need water.

I put the Pepsi on the counter and

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 spot the TV remote.

Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV,

I'll 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 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

Pepsi 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,

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.

Forward this message to everyone you know,

Because I don't remember who I've sent it to.

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

P.S. I don't remember who sent it to me, so if it was you, I'm sorry

Hilarious!!! What age does this sort of thing come on?? I act like this already, and I'm not even 40. Hahahaha

[IrishHeart]

well, there are gluten-related brain frogs and there are age-related brain frogs. Either way, we're screwed 

[NotMollyRingwald]

well, there are gluten-related brain frogs and there are age-related brain frogs. Either way, we're screwed

Well, so long as I have something to blame it on.

[Pegleg84]

re: names. I always figured my name-rememebering-deficiency was hereditary, and since Celiac runs in both my families it probably is. A common passtime with my parents/grandparents is the "oh, you know, what's his name, they're married to so and so...".

When I meet someone new, I usually tell the point blank that I'm going to forget their name in 5 minutes. If I remember the next time I see them, YAY!

(i once forgot the name of a guy I was meeting for a drink... not my finest moment...)

 

My mom had her first 'attempt to burn down the house' celiac moments (she'd called it aging moments, but I know better) a year ago when she left a pot on the stove. Thankfully the smoke smell was out of the house by the time I went home to visit. (and of course there's the infamous "gluten-free" bread fiasco...)

[Adalaide]

I don't just forget the names of people, I forget the names of everything. Fortunately my husband is very accommodating. We were once in Costco and I was suddenly like "hey, do you remember that movie that we saw with that guy who did that thing?" Apparently it was relevant enough to the conversation because he just rattled off the name of the movie. I'm so lucky he gets me, because we have conversations like that all the time.