I wrote last week about my un-diagnosed ADHD and just a few of the ways that my brain is impacted by my inability to filter outside stimulus. I have a few recent entries from my anecdotal log to prove my point.
Friday morning, I spilled my entire cup of coffee on my desk. Sad, but true. Yes, I probably would have licked it off my desk had my co-worker not been standing there, staring at me. The good news is that my desk calendar was doused with my Kahlua flavored blend, so I can look forward to months of residual coffee smell in my office.
Then, I was able to top even the monster spill on my desk! Each morning I make an announcement….to the entire school, over the PA system (which works through the phone system)…for teachers to post their attendance. Friday morning, I was talking and distracted (as usual), picked up the phone to make the announcement and said, “Finley-Oates, this is Jennifer, may I help you?” To the ENTIRE SCHOOL!!! Immediately I heard the laughter of my office co-workers. I’m still getting comments about it! So if there was ever any doubt regarding my ADHD, I think I have removed it all this morning!
But just in case there was ANY doubt left, I’ll show you what happens when I talk and tweet. REAL friends would stop me from embarrassing myself this way. I present you with Exhibit A:
This weekend was AMAZING!!! I had ZERO obligations, except for Alli’s basketball game in town on Saturday. I rarely get an entire day that is unscheduled, much less an entire weekend, and I enjoyed EVERY MINUTE!
Alli rolled her ankle during the basketball game on Saturday. It was bound to happen sooner or later, but I expected it to come on the volleyball court. Thankfully, Taylor’s many-a-rolled ankle prepared me for just this moment. I know the number 1 rule of rolled ankles is NOT to remove the shoe, but Alli complained of pain along the outside of her foot. That concerned me, since Taylor broke her outer metatarsal last year when she ran off a sidewalk (literally). Alli’s foot showed no immediate bruising or swelling (thankfully one of our football coaches was there and he also felt it was just a rolled ankle), so the shoe went back on and I sent Alli to walk it off. She sat out one quarter, then went back in. I was SO PROUD of her! I have often wondered if she would develop the toughness and competitiveness that Taylor has, and after Saturday, I do believe she will get there! Now, I am not a proponent of playing while injured, but there is a difference between hurt and injured. Alli hasn’t stopped since, except to ice it every now and then.
This got me to thinking about the first time Taylor rolled her ankle. We took off the ankle brace (stupid) and went to ER for x-ray (stupid-er). ER confirmed it was not broken, gave us a boot and told her to wear for 2-3 weeks. Taylor wore that boot all of 1/2 day then decided it was for the birds. She taped it up and walked on it as normally as she could. At the time, Taylor was a Junior in high school and played 2 sets in her volleyball game just two days after the injury. When she got to the point that she was hopping on one leg, I intervened and asked the coach to bench her for the remainder of the match. Taylor rolled that ankle AGAIN about a week later, when she went out to play soccer and failed to tape it OR wear an ankle brace. (I was ANGRY, because we were DAYS away from our first playoff game and I felt she should have considered her teammates before going out and doing that.) I did take her after the season to our orthopedic doc to make sure there was no ligament damage. His diagnosis: Taylor was tough and stubborn and her ankle would be just fine.
In comparing the different way that I reacted to both of these injuries, I remembered something that I once told Taylor. She had been complaining that Logan wasn’t held to the same standards as she was and she felt I was being too lax. My response to Taylor: You were the first one, so you were the guinea pig. I figured out a lot of things that I did wrong and so I have tweaked my parenting as I go along. My main goal is that you don’t end up in counseling because of my parenting.
OK, the last part was a joke. Kind of. But, it is true that you evolve and grow as a parent. You learn (hopefully) not to sweat the little things and to pick your battles carefully. For example, Alli used to go to Wal-Mart in her swim suit and a fleece hat during the summer. I would have NEVER allowed Taylor to do that, but, hey, by the 3rd child, you’re just happy they made it out of the house with shoes on! (And you realize some things aren’t THAT important.)
I ran this weekend. The weather was GORGEOUS – high 70s and sunny! I increased my run intervals (per the plan) to 4 min run/1 min walk x8. I actually felt better before and after than I have to date! I had issues with tight glutes after Wednesday’s run, which is why I opted not to do my Friday scheduled run. I am still lacking confidence in my body (as well as my decision-making), but I know that this is a process and it will take time to gain it all back. Thankfully, I have a great support system AND, while odd, I have yet to run low on patience. Maybe old dogs CAN learn new tricks!
To most of the country: Enjoy your day off. I’ll be at work and am going to make the best of it (with the help of Kahlua flavored coffee)!