Maybe I have LAZY not ADHD?
Wouldn't you know it? I have a few minutes to post and BLOGGER is down for maintenance. The nerve! Especially when you think of how efficiently I use my every waking moment. I took Thursday and Friday off this week and got very little done. I did a little, but only a little. I should have been writing, I should have been cleaning and putting away Halloween decorations. I should NOT have been playing round after round of Gazillionaire or watching TV programming that bored me (as much as I love Law and Order, how many times should I watch the same episodes?).
I did manage to escort this year's army of pumpkins to the dumpster (to the appropriate lawn waste dumpster, unlike certain neighbors), to oil the patio furniture and to go jogging; but I'd didn't set the world on fire. Thursday night I went to a happy hour at the Contemporary Art Museum of St Louis and had an awesome time. Thought provoking art, $1
drinks, a DJ and a cross section of interesting people. Despite my constant whining that I should do more, I have a pretty fulfilling life.
Last night we rented Kingdom of Heaven. AWESOME, I highly recommend it. This reasonably historically accurate movie about the crusades made the Lord of the Rings seem pedestrian (ok - maybe not, but close). The first time I ever saw a movie that mentioned the Knights Templar and didn't start questing for the Holy Grail (ala The DaVinci Code).
The Templars are frequently associated with crazies and conspiracy theorists, so I'll use that into a quick segue regarding my trip to the gym this morning. I go to a gym in St Louis Chase Park Plaza at the Central West End. It's a very colorful and eclectic area next to Forest Park, home of the 1904 World's Fair. Anyway, I'm crossing the street from where I parked to get to the gym when I notice someone cross the street further down from the other direction. He was nicely dressed, about 35, respectable looking. The moment I saw him every alarm went off inside my head. "CRAZY PERSON, CRAZY PERSON, He's going to talk to you - RUN!" {I have a lot of experience with this - for some reason crazy people LOVE ME}. I turned as casually as possible heading parallel to the gym but putting more distance between me and the man I was sure was crazy. In less than a minute, he closed a gap of 30 feet and started talking to me. "Are you going to the gym? I go to that gym. I went there this morning and hit my head." Maybe the reason that crazy people like me is that I hate to be rude to them. I just kept nodding and making "Oh really?" remarks and wishing that the traffic would clear so that I could cross the street. I started crossing sooner than was safe, but I wasn't convinced that it was safe to stay where I was. Crazy Person (CP) was right in my space yelling into my year. "I was doing gymnastics in the gym and I guess I had too much tomato juice this morning cause I hit my head." He said spinning in huge circles like a dervish and pacing me across the street. "When I was in the Marines they said that pain was just weakness escaping the body. I eschew that line of reasoning now." Yes - the type of crazies that approach me say things like "I eschew that line of reasoning now." FINALLY, I was near the gym door. Still trying to be polite, I was moving at top speed. As I bolted through the door he said something that sounded like, "If you see that Asian guy Mark - tell him Evan said Hello". I really should think about getting my psycho magnet removed.
You might find it interesting to read about Baton Bob, another Central West End character.
Well, I feel like I've written a lot about very little, but hopefully it is more interesting than my constantly going on about Liguori Publications (you didn't think you'd get away without any reference did you?). I wonder how long it will be before (if it hasn't happened all ready) that I'm described as a local character giving an area flavor?
Peace,
P. Del Ricci - Dark Glass
I did manage to escort this year's army of pumpkins to the dumpster (to the appropriate lawn waste dumpster, unlike certain neighbors), to oil the patio furniture and to go jogging; but I'd didn't set the world on fire. Thursday night I went to a happy hour at the Contemporary Art Museum of St Louis and had an awesome time. Thought provoking art, $1
drinks, a DJ and a cross section of interesting people. Despite my constant whining that I should do more, I have a pretty fulfilling life.
Last night we rented Kingdom of Heaven. AWESOME, I highly recommend it. This reasonably historically accurate movie about the crusades made the Lord of the Rings seem pedestrian (ok - maybe not, but close). The first time I ever saw a movie that mentioned the Knights Templar and didn't start questing for the Holy Grail (ala The DaVinci Code).
The Templars are frequently associated with crazies and conspiracy theorists, so I'll use that into a quick segue regarding my trip to the gym this morning. I go to a gym in St Louis Chase Park Plaza at the Central West End. It's a very colorful and eclectic area next to Forest Park, home of the 1904 World's Fair. Anyway, I'm crossing the street from where I parked to get to the gym when I notice someone cross the street further down from the other direction. He was nicely dressed, about 35, respectable looking. The moment I saw him every alarm went off inside my head. "CRAZY PERSON, CRAZY PERSON, He's going to talk to you - RUN!" {I have a lot of experience with this - for some reason crazy people LOVE ME}. I turned as casually as possible heading parallel to the gym but putting more distance between me and the man I was sure was crazy. In less than a minute, he closed a gap of 30 feet and started talking to me. "Are you going to the gym? I go to that gym. I went there this morning and hit my head." Maybe the reason that crazy people like me is that I hate to be rude to them. I just kept nodding and making "Oh really?" remarks and wishing that the traffic would clear so that I could cross the street. I started crossing sooner than was safe, but I wasn't convinced that it was safe to stay where I was. Crazy Person (CP) was right in my space yelling into my year. "I was doing gymnastics in the gym and I guess I had too much tomato juice this morning cause I hit my head." He said spinning in huge circles like a dervish and pacing me across the street. "When I was in the Marines they said that pain was just weakness escaping the body. I eschew that line of reasoning now." Yes - the type of crazies that approach me say things like "I eschew that line of reasoning now." FINALLY, I was near the gym door. Still trying to be polite, I was moving at top speed. As I bolted through the door he said something that sounded like, "If you see that Asian guy Mark - tell him Evan said Hello". I really should think about getting my psycho magnet removed.
You might find it interesting to read about Baton Bob, another Central West End character.
Well, I feel like I've written a lot about very little, but hopefully it is more interesting than my constantly going on about Liguori Publications (you didn't think you'd get away without any reference did you?). I wonder how long it will be before (if it hasn't happened all ready) that I'm described as a local character giving an area flavor?
Peace,
P. Del Ricci - Dark Glass
posted by Philip Del Ricci | 4:06 PM
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I'd like to see more articles like this one. Do you know where I can find them?
adhd and nutrition
adhd and nutrition
Children with ADHD
There is a perplexing state of affairs in today's society, there lies a strong correlation between the affluence of a society and the amount of disease that is present. There is also another correlation that troubles many a people and that is with affluence comes disease at an Earlier age.
Working with children and the parents of these children I often get asked the question, 'Why are Children with ADHD on the increase?'
The answer as you shall find is one that is both interesting and challenging.
Children of today are really no more different from the children of yesterday in terms of genetic makeup. However, if you examine the issue more closely you will tend to find that many children today have been given labels. For example, 'Oh, those are children with ADHD' or 'Those are the children who can't sit still.' Or 'That is the kid that always gets into trouble.'
These labels are not only destructive but also become a self fulfilling prophecy as it is repeated adnauseum.
So as a 21st century parent or a parent with a child with ADHD or a parent with children with ADHD, what knowledge framework do you need to equip yourself with to ensure your children live out their true potential?
Here is a quick reference list for thinking about ADHD
� ADHD is a source of great frustration because it is misunderstood
� ADHD medications are a great short term time buying device and should be avoided long term
� The above point goes for any sort of drug consumption. Think about it for a minute. Unless you have a biochemical deficiency in your body like Type 1 diabetes where your body fails to produce enough insulin or any at all, why would you take an external drug? A body that is in balance is totally healthy. It is only when the body is out of balance that dis-ease symptoms start to creep up.
� ADHD is a biochemical imbalance of the mind and body.
� The Head of Psychiatry in Harvard states that drugs for ADHD simply mask the effects of ADHD. It does not cure ADHD. This is an important point because a cure implies never to have to take the medication. This means that once you start on medication you will have to be on it for the rest of your life i.e. you have medically acquired a dependency for a biochemical imbalance. That is like stuffing all your rubbish (problematic behaviors) into a closet (medication) where no one can see it. But if you continue to stuff more rubbish into that closet, one day you will not have enough space and need to do one of two things. You either empty the rubbish (the natural conclusion) or you get a bigger closet (i.e. change to stronger medication to control the symptoms). The choice is obvious but sometimes when you don't have the necessary tools to deal with ADHD you tend to think the bigger closet is the only option.
� ADHD children are super sensitive to the emotions around them. Often they pick up emotional cues from their parents without realizing. Many parents come home frustrated or annoyed from work, the child with ADHD picks this up and starts to 'cause trouble' by becoming restless. Parents frustration increase because they just want some peace and quiet. They get angry which in turn is picked up by the child who then intensifies their activity. Things get way out of hand and some sort of punishment is handed down to the child who has no idea what just happened. The cycle repeats itself every so often.
� Our brains are wired emotionally. Positive praise is interpreted as an analytical/thinking exercise. Negative criticism including scolding, name calling, physical punishment all go directly to the emotional brain of children with ADHD. This means in order to ensure you get your message across in the most optimal way, you need to learn how to communicate with your ADHD children the way they like to be communicated with.
� Every negative comment requires 16 positive comments to neutralize the emotion. Save yourself the frustration and agitation by practicing positive communication.
The list is by no means complete. In dealing with children with ADHD there are a certain set of behavioural principles to follow. I will detail these steps in the coming weeks. I'll also build on the list as you continue to learn about what appears to be a mystical disorder known as 'Children with ADHD'
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