When my Common Disorder Met my Uncommon Disease
Or why I needed two full days to recover from a day at the lake.
Last Friday was my niece, Venice’s, second-to-the-last full day visiting us in Pennsylvania. I took the day off to hang out with her and my kids and my brother.
A real, full, actual day off. My only goal was to go twelve full hours without thinking about work. At all. Not once. And it was glorious.
We went to Barcelona Beach, on Lake Erie near Westfield, NY. I collected my body weight in beautiful rocks to put into my tumbler. The water was perfect. I mean, absolutely perfect.
We grilled hotdogs for lunch. We ate bbq for dinner at a restaurant right on the beach. We watched a spectacular sunset. Then we went to see Twisters at the theater before going home.
It wasn’t until late in the afternoon that I started to notice a collision between my disorder and my disease.
My Disorder: ADHD
ADHD is pretty common. Especially if you are either a young man who was diagnosed in the 1990s or a middle-aged-woman who was diagnosed during the COVID shutdown.
According to Forbes, 8.7 million adults and 6 in 10 children in the US have been diagnosed.
