My motto at the top of this blog is “Awake, Aware and In Constant Movement”
Well tonight’s the “awake” part. It’s 2:06 a.m. and I’m just so jazzed to be so vibrantly awake right now.
In earlier blogs I mentioned that I’m getting assessed for ADD. I just learned tonight that the doctor who was going to do the assessment has died. I don’t know if I should keep the appointment anyway. I doubt he’ll be able to shed much light on my situation.
Doesn’t matter. I can talk better with him dead anyway. For one thing, he’ll have a hard time interrupting me.
Dead people make such great listeners. And they hardly ever complain about your hygiene or what you’re wearing either. I can wear age-inappropriate leather pants with rips and coloured beads and I can wear a t-shirt that says “FUCK WHAT WAS I THINKING WHEN I BOUGHT THIS SHIRT” and it won’t matter.
His hygiene might be a problem though. I can always take off my t-shirt and wrap it around my head so that my nose is covered. Won’t matter if I’m topless. My words will be muffled that way but then again – it’s not like he’ll complain.
I’m worried he might nod off though. Nod off and fall to the floor.
Are dead people shatter-proof or do they just fall apart at the slightest provocation?
He’ll probably just lay there, looking stupid and lifeless.
(No, that’s not what my last girlfriend said about me. And anyway I was drinking)
(Like I am now)
Roses are red
My doctor is toast
I had an appointment
But doc’s done gone and give up the ghost
I think a good title for this blog would have been:
Inappropriate: Part II
:)
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*grinning* True. That would have worked.
But don’t you think “Appointment with a Dead Doc” has a certain ring to it?
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It certainly does!
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*almost dies laughing*
Oh man – it was a near miss…
M.L.
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*grin* Glad you caught yourself in time.
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P.S.?
R.I.P. to nice Doctor man…
(pardon my disrespect)
M.L.
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That’s OK. He won’t take offense.
See? He’s even smiling.
Well, that’s a grimace actually, but we can pretend….
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*guilty snicker*
I am ashamed to be giggling at this too – geeze I must be way immature, sorry ’bout that.
I did NOT know that Rick Greene had A.D.D.!
It explains alot about what goes on up at Possum Lodge… (just sayin’)
M.L.
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Well I guess that makes us both immature then.
I’m OK with that. :)
Yes – Rick is quite open about his ADD. There were a few times during his talk when he was in tears over it. It was just such an excellent workshop, and there were a lot of bells and whistles to keep that ADD audience engaged.
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You are SO bad. Embrace your ADHD. You don’t need a diagnosis unless you want to be drugged out of it. You already know, and it’s useful for us creative types. :))
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It’s entirely useful for us created types – I agree. In fact, I hesitate to even call it a problem, really. I mean sometimes it is problematic – like when I’m being asked to work on a project or sit through a long presentation but when it comes to writing or creating music, it’s awesome.
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I totally agree with Loree on this!
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This gave me a chuckle… You are such a twisted genius… I love you. You don’t need a diagnosis. You’re perfect. Perhaps you should apply to take his position. After all, laughter is the best medicine!
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*grinning* Don’t you love how people view death, as this sacred and serious and almost ominous thing, and the minute you use it or poke fun at it, it makes them all gasp? It just gets me chuckling. I don’t know why. Like that “Chuckles the Clown” episode of the old Mary Tyler Moore show.
I might have to take the guy’s place. I’m a little surprised his office hasn’t yet called to cancel my appointment yet. Don’t know what that’s about, but I’ll wait it out and see what happens. Maybe show up at the office on that date anyway, demanding to speak with the dead guy.
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PS
My wordpress has stopped alerting my subscribers when I blog, do you know how I can fix that?
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I really don’t know what causes that. People have sometimes complained that they’re not getting notified when I post a blog. I advised them to de-subscribe and re-subscribe again and they tell me that worked. But I don’t think there’s anything you can do to affect everyone at once Susan.
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OMG … the nerve of that doctor just dropping dead. Didn’t he know people had appointments? ;)
I would take this as a sign to not carry on. But then, it would be smarter for you to listen to Dr J and the rest, rather than listen to me. LOL
Anyway, I’m not going forward with a formal assessment, and I’m certainly not taking drugs. I’ve been me for too long. I now recognize my shortcomings, and I deal. That’s good enough for me.
I do have to get back to writing on my Blog. Can’t procastinate on that for much longer…
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Yes you do. :)
There’s a fair amount of frustration involved with being ADD or even borderline ADD, so I’m kind of anxious to get assessed. After hearing the testimonials at Rick Green’s ADHD workshop, I’m not too worried about the medication part. Not worried it’s going to turn me into a zombie or curb my creativity. It hasn’t for him (Rick Green) and he’s had a lot of success both before and after taking the meds (ie. the Red Green Show). He said he didn’t feel any different, but that he got a lot more done. I think what it does is reduce the background head noise so that you can focus better.
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I suspect his cure for ADD was a little extreme anyway.
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Not sure I know what you mean. Do you mean drugs like Ritalin?
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no, i meant death.
ha
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Yeah, that would have been a bit overboard. :)
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Loved this one!
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Thanks Eileen!
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. . . leather pants with rips . . .
They could make the dead walk again.
Boy, what a way to start the understanding of your self. Scheduled to meet with a doc that dies on you. Let’s hope the next one you schedule a meet doesn’t follow suit. It would be the kiss of ADHD. But think of the movie rights you’d have . . .
michael j
who never had a doctor die on him before, during or immediately after and appointment.
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I remain hopeful. I mean – what else could possibly go wrong, right?
*cue evil laughter*
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