tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39339304337048052692024-03-13T07:48:48.391+03:00My ADHD Journeys - By the way, who's driving ?!!My personal challenges, experiences, downfalls, heartbreaks and all the other stuff life dishes out to me.Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-48643540975633321762013-05-05T14:30:00.000+03:002013-05-05T14:31:40.062+03:00Down in the dumps<div align="justify">
Yes, I admit I’ve been down there again. And I've been an ass to the people I should have not. Shutting everyone off or being rude, though it seemed a good way to avoid any more stimuli to my brain then, was not the best solution. Sorry.</div>
<a href="http://addeology.blogspot.com/2013/05/down-in-dumps.html#more">Continue »</a>Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-68752057576401430942013-04-21T15:15:00.001+03:002013-04-29T17:19:43.821+03:00What do you think?<p align="justify">Today I’ll just post some posts that I’ve been reading the past few weeks.</p> <ul> <li> <div align="justify"><u><strong>Alcohol and Dopamine</strong></u>:</div></li></ul> <p align="justify">Simply tasting beer, with no effect from the alcohol itself, can trigger the release of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dopamine_" target="_blank">dopamine </a>in the brain, according to a new study from Indiana University School of Medicine.</p> <p align="justify">The findings revealed significantly more dopamine activity after the participants tasted beer compared to the sports drink. <em>The effect was much greater among those with a family history of alcoholism</em>.</p> <p align="justify"> </p> <p><a href="http://psychcentral.com/news/2013/04/21/just-a-taste-of-beer-releases-dopamine/53954.html" target="_blank">Just a Taste of Beer Releases Dopamine</a></p> <p>Reminds me of this song:</p> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="241" border="1"> <tbody> <tr> <td valign="top" width="239"> <p align="center"><em><font face="Baskerville Old Face">I've got the bottle, bring me your cup</font></em></p> <p align="center"><em><font face="Baskerville Old Face">Pop the cork and try a sup</font></em></p> <p align="center"><em><font face="Baskerville Old Face">And when you're empty, I'll fill you up</font></em></p> <p align="center"><em><font face="Baskerville Old Face">We'll drink it down till the sun comes up</font></em></p> <p align="center"><br><strong><em> </em></strong><a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/bring-me-your-cup-lyrics-ub40.html#ixzz2RqP08THw"><strong><em>UB40 - BRING ME YOUR CUP LYRICS</em></strong></a></p></td></tr></tbody></table> <p align="center"> <p align="center"><a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/bring-me-your-cup-lyrics-ub40.html#ixzz2RqP08THw"><strong><em></em></strong></a></p> Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-14198981835444113472013-04-18T07:02:00.003+03:002013-04-18T07:02:30.344+03:00Behold the POWER!!!!<h3>
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Today was one of those days that I wonder why I got up at all. By afternoon I was totally burning brain cells by the million. It all begun with a letter that arrived in the office concerning an ancient incident and no one was there to handle the issue. After spending almost an hour searching for the previous correspondences, of which were mysteriously missing, the next thing a technical issue arose that had to be sorted out (by yours truly – naturally). During all this hullabaloo, I suddenly got an insight that lead me to this conclusion.</div>
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And the glaring conclusion is that I let my condition take me hostage! <br></p> <a href="http://addeology.blogspot.com/2013/04/help-i-been-taken-hostage.html#more">Continue »</a>Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-59379640923277272092013-04-10T13:50:00.000+03:002013-04-15T08:26:41.741+03:00I WILL let you down!<p align="justify">Over the last few days I have been playing back a few of the incidents that have happened over the years concerning my relation with people I came across. Some were (fewer still are) my friends, acquaintances and relatives.</p> <p align="justify">Armed with a better understanding of my condition and how I reacted to situations that presented themselves, I’ve come to that conclusion.</p> <p align="justify"></p> <p align="justify">That's something I know. Some may feel I failed them, others may despise me or get mad at me (maybe all of the above). But <strong><em>WHY???</em></strong> <br></p> <p align="justify"></p> <a href="http://addeology.blogspot.com/2013/04/i-will-let-you-down.html#more">Continue »</a>Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-43374875608771234312013-03-31T23:47:00.000+03:002013-04-01T00:27:43.545+03:00Teacher, teach! – The African way.<h3 align="center"><font color="#008040"><em>Teach me, teach me, teacher</em> – Burning Spear</font></h3> <h3 align="justify"></h3> <p align="justify">So i am checking my tweeter updates and there is all this talk of mentoring, coaching and CBT for ADHDers. </p> <p align="justify">Ok, I’ll admit I’m ignorant of what it entails, though I can understand it is all about training me on my behaviors and improvement. Now this may sound like the best idea ever but for the life of me I have no idea how I can access such services here and furthermore from the few online coaches I have googled, the rates are just too exorbitant for me. (I don’t know about the rest here as I’ve tried to reach out to my fellow Kenyans but either I’m the only one here, or they want to stay silent)</p> <p align="justify">Anyway, the reason I bring this up is I have noticed that of late my levels of procrastination have been rising steadily, deadlines are passing me by too often and I have been withdrawing from people. I know the next stage is usually anxiety and depression, which is why I’m sending this SOS. </p> <p align="justify">If anyone has an iota of an idea how I can access this kind of material, whether second hand or otherwise, kindly give me a shout.</p> <p align="justify">Wishing all a peaceful Easter Monday!</p> <p align="justify">Chris.</p> <p align="justify">PS. My biggest challenge so far is prioritizing. I see it as the major hurdle I have to overcome so as to be able to address all the other issues that are affecting my performance and my life. the reason I feel this is because whenever I procrastinate, the motive behind it is that whatever i put my mind to in the midst of what I was doing is more important. Sure enough halfway through this ‘important’ emergency that has been discovered an even greater discovery is made. So at the end of it all I have like a long list of projects that were abandoned at different stages scattered all over my workspace (kind of reminds me of government projects)</p> <p align="justify">My boss is pissed off at my incompetence, already I'm in the self destruct mode by then and depression always seems to know i;m ready for his so called ‘motivational talks’ and BAM!! Another one bites the dust.</p> <p align="justify">Bye,, My Stilnox just kicked in.</p> Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-9565243070341738432013-03-31T05:16:00.000+03:002013-03-31T06:25:30.808+03:00Changes that are welcome….or so I hope.<h4 align="center"></h4> <h3 align="center"><font color="#008000"><em>I need some sleep</em></font></h3> <h3 align="center"><font color="#008000"><em>Time to put the old horse down</em></font></h3> <h3 align="center"><font color="#008000"><em>I'm in too deep</em></font></h3> <h3 align="center"><font color="#008000"><em>And the wheels keep spinning 'round</em></font></h3> <h3 align="center"><font color="#008000"><em>Everyone says I'm getting' down too low</em></font></h3> <h3 align="center"><font color="#008000"><em>Everyone says you just gotta let it go</em></font></h3> <h3 align="center"><font color="#008000">Eels – I need some sleep</font></h3> <p align="justify">So my meds seem to be working in a way, but with my ADHD I can’t be too sure. At least now when my angry moods pop up, I can walk away to depressurize.</p> <p align="justify">But the major challenge is my job which requires me to stay connected from 8.00 am to 6.00 pm, handling calls and queries from at least 60 outlets at a rate of a least 10 to 30 calls per hour. the problem lies in the fact that with my condition some queries are of the kind you feel like asking the caller “Are you serious?” or “Duh!”</p> <p align="justify">For us we are blessed with this condition, it is easy to see solutions so fast at times that our peers end up looking dumb (from our point of view). The challenge is avoiding projecting that to them in a way that demeans or puts them down.</p> <p align="justify">Remember that advice we always hear '”When you are angry, count to 10 before speaking?” Guess what, I do count, but with so many channels working simultaneously it takes less than a second. While the other channels are still carrying over the heat of the argument. So I end up opening my mouth so soon and BAM!! We’re at it again!</p> <p align="justify">So I’m trying out telling people on phone to give me a few minutes to get back to them so that I can get a few minutes to lower my pressure. Problem is, I may forget who I was on the phone with or find more calls awaiting me so its kind of back to square one.</p> <p align="justify">Chris</p> <p align="justify">P.S. So I found out one of my meds was sleeping pills, though I find myself up 4 or 5 hrs later. Need to have a talk with my doc about that.</p> <p align="justify">P.P.S. on further reflection it may be the anxiety that was caused by having to travel while a decision was about to be announced that the outcome would cause friction and dissatisfaction to one part of the nation or the other.</p> Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-27894650398815458972013-03-27T00:17:00.000+03:002013-03-27T04:53:25.082+03:00Darn this wagon thing.<br />
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So it has been one of those couple of days, more like weeks, where all I had planned to do failed to materialize. Not because of unforeseen circumstances or interruptions, but cause I fell off the wagon.</div>
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Having lived without knowing what was affecting me, I had gotten so used to breaking promises that I made to myself (few as they were). I’m the kind of fellow who doesn’t bother with things like ‘New Year Resolutions’ because I know most of them used to be forgotten within the first week of January.</div>
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To compound on this is the fact that since childhood, I had no idea what a diary was for. Not that I had one, mind you, but the idea that I should note down what I planned to do later was an alien concept. This is a reality for most people I’ve known or met within our country.</div>
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Not to say that they do not manage. But if you’ve heard of the phrase “African Time” you’d understand, we Africans don’t set our timings with the military precision most western countries do. So if we are to meet at 2.00 p.m. as long as I make it before evening I’m on time. And with the enhanced abilities I have it means I may show up as late as a week after.</div>
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Anyway, getting back to what i was talking of. I was in the midst of coming to terms with the new life I have and what I have to do to “fit in” with the rest of society. After reading about how meditation, Yoga and a stable and healthy diet I came up with a simple (chuckle) schedule consisting of 3 items.</div>
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Well. I’m proud to say that I managed it for a week before I fell off. I’m still trying to figure out what triggered my fall. Maybe is the change of medications (I was moved from Zosert to Stilnox and Encorate) or the simple fact that I got late travelling back last Monday. Whatever the reason I suddenly found myself getting up late, losing focus more and more, and failing to meet my basic schedule. Luckily, Easter is here with us so I’m hoping to dedicate Good Friday to a bit more soul-searching.</div>
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More here<em><strong> </strong></em><a href="http://18channels.com/2013/03/24/adhd-where-in-the-did-i-put-my-calendar-seriously/" target="_blank"><em><strong>ADHD: Where in the **** did I put my calendar.</strong></em></a></div>
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Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-79254307990332871602013-03-12T18:26:00.000+03:002013-03-20T21:00:23.990+03:00Boundaries.<h3>
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It gives a great insight to what both parties experience and also how to cope with issues. Speaking from my own perspective, I usually find that stuff that needs to be done in a hurry, snap decisions during discussions and repetitive queries usually end up being avoided or ignored.</div>
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Seriously! If you want a vague answer keep pressuring me, you'll get it. It's not that I'm avoiding the question but all this multiple channels have to process the data. On top of that I will avoid giving an answer until I feel I have all the facts required to give my answer.</div>
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Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-7352727189882556412013-03-10T01:00:00.000+03:002013-03-12T20:05:16.724+03:00Finally the Elections are over!!!<h2 style="text-align: center;">
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To shed some light - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007%E2%80%9308_Kenyan_crisis" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">last elections</a> left us with strife and deep wounds.</div>
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So here comes the next one, alliances are formed and once again the monsters are unleashed. All of a sudden, people who were sane and level headed for the last few years start spawning vitriol and ethnic slurs.</div>
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So here I am, with my turbo boosted multiple parallel processor mind. With each new event, I can see a multitude of timelines branching out, plus all the branches each timeline may form.</div>
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Results: Depression sets in, a vicious swirl taking me deeper and deeper. Darkness overwhelms me, I can see it all coming back. The chaos, the bloodshed, the polarization.</div>
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Finally, it's all over. The common man seems to have understood that it is all a game to the politicians, or maybe we are too tired to bother any more.</div>
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Mteja1http://www.blogger.com/profile/05105515374317469486noreply@blogger.com0Nakuru, Kenya-0.3030988 36.080025999999975-0.5571528 35.757302499999973 -0.0490448 36.402749499999977tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933930433704805269.post-64263657050467987822013-02-18T13:30:00.000+03:002013-03-22T17:52:49.037+03:00Getting help......or fighting the Stigma<div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">So I finally decided to seek help for my condition. Wonderful (or so I thought). After searching for where to get the kind of help I needed, I was advised by a pharmacist friend (Thanks Jim) of mine my best bet would be to see a psychiatrist.</div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">Okay. First question is where the hell do you find them in our town? After a few calls - like 3 to 7 of them over a period of a week (see the pattern?) I found out we had only 2 practising in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nakuru" target="_blank">Nakuru</a>.</div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">The next step was to talk to a friend or two to build up the courage to go for an appointment. Oh my! The first one was like "What?!!!, you don't need to see a shrink! There's nothing wrong with you. All you need is a few days out of touch with the rest of the world." Ouch!!! My nerve was totally gone. Seriously! Luckily my other close pal called that evening and was supportive when he finally wormed out what was going on from me.</div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">My next bit of luck came from the people I was most afraid of calling.......my family. When I told them of my plans they gave me all the strength I needed to go for it. Although I was still nervous, to a point that the night before I was to visit the doctor, I found myself 160 km away visiting my family. I guess it was the fear that the results would be devastating.</div><br><a name="more"></a> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div><br> <div style="text-align: justify"><i><b>Side-note:</b> In the African community, mental health and psychiatry is considered to be for the insane. Furthermore, admitting to have a condition that affects the psyche is a taboo especially for a man. </i></div> <div style="text-align: justify"><i><br></i></div> <div style="text-align: justify">Anyway, I finally built enough courage and travelled back. After a few wrong turns looking for the doctors office, I was eventually there. Being a Monday there was a queue and the next hurdle presented itself. How to sit there patiently, ignoring the stares from these people, most of them who had escorted their relatives looking at me like I had entered the wrong place. (At the time my brain was on overdrive, interpreting the stares into thoughts.)</div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">As luck would have it I had carried my phone's headset, so I just fired up my relaxation playlist. After an hour my turn came. <i>Cue eerie music.</i></div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">Psych's attitude and comments </div> <div style="text-align: justify">So there I am with the doctor, all the anxiety that has been building up over the last few days is at its peak. His attitude, luckily, was so good that within a few minutes I was literally gushing out all that I felt and bits of my history that were clear enough, plus what I had forgotten over time (<i>for example I cannot remember the names of all the teachers in the various schools I went through except maybe 5 or so.</i>)</div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">By the end of the session, I was so encouraged and my anxiety had fallen to my normal levels. So I was put on medications to manage my condition, which I have to say have been working well so far. My family's support have been a pillar of strength for me when the road is rocky. My friends are slowly accepting that I'm different, which explains many of the missed appointments I used to have, the various details I've forgotten </div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify"><br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">My advice to those going through the same is <strong>be strong.</strong> Your friends or family may either support you or not. The important thing to remember is that <em>it is your life. You </em>decide how you want to live it.<br></div> <div style="text-align: justify">If all else fails, we are many, we care and we here for each other. 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<b><span class="st">Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland</span></b></h2>
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<span class="st">I'm a 38 year old (believe me I had to work it out - <i>again</i>). Most of my life story I can only relate from 2nd hand accounts and vague (hopefully true) memories. No joking, I finally had to save my kids birthdays and ages on my organizer to keep track, not because of the number mind you (there is only three of them). Don't ask me their classes (grades) as I'll have to guess.</span></div>
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