Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. - Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how is manifests itself:

I decide to wash my car. As I start toward to the garage, I notice
that there is mail on the hall table. I decide to go through the
mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the trash
can under the table, and notice that the trash can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the
trash first, but then I think that since I'm going to be near the
mailbox when I take out the trash anyway, I may as well pay the bills
first.

I take my checkbook off the table and see that there is only one
check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go to
my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking. I'm
going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside
so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in
the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the
counter catches my eye--they need to be watered.

I set the Coke down on the counter and I discover my reading glasses
that I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I'd better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to
water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with
water, and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the
kitchen table.

I realize that tonight, when we go to watch TV, we will be looking
for the remote, but nobody will remember that it's on the kitchen
table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but
first I'll water the flowers.

I splash some water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the
floor. So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels
and wipe up the spill.

Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to
do.

At the end of the day; the car isn't washed, the bills aren't paid,
there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter, the flowers
aren't watered, there is still only one check in my checkbook, I
can't find the remote, I can't find my glasses, and I don't remember
what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really
baffled because I know I was busy all day long and I'm really tired.
I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help
for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to close friends you
know, because I don't remember to whom it has been sent.

Don't laugh - if this isn't you yet, your day is coming! And if I
have sent this to you before....well, now you know why you're getting
it again.

Not long ago...

(I wear contacts..but had given my eyes a rest that night)

The next morning I reached for my glasses on the dresser. I put them on. I feel dizzy, and stumble down the hallway.

I tell my husband, something is wrong..I must have vertigo....and I can't see a thing.

He laughs at me...and says, "You're wearing my glasses. Take them off."

Instant recovery...we had a good laugh...

We're both experiencing symptoms of what you describe!

To me, that's a perfectly normal day!!!

Me, too!

Is this heaven?...

Oh, no! Maybe that's what my problem is!

Texas2004: I have a similar story. I wear contacts and **always** take them out at night. Got up one morning and my glasses were not on the bedside table. Ok, that's happened before. Went and got them, put them on...everything is fuzzy. Did I put on my husband's glasses? No, those were mine...then what was the problem? Wait...I can see without my glasses...I'd slept with my contacts in!

"Freedom is not free."

leftymom...

123kmom,

I say this in the utmost confidence! You sound like my wife! Phil, do not tell Helen when you read this.

Knowledge is Power! Thank you Mavens and HSBBWEB!

I'm not sure I have that problem...only problem I have is CRS--can't remember ish!

Gaaaaammmmmeeeeee
Ccccooockkkkss!!!

Donna

My problem is that I can't remember when I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D.

Say Hey!

Donna,

I have the same malady you do but I bet you haven't ever come out of a mall and couldn't find your car and thought it had been stolen!

This happened to me yesterday or was it last week? Anyway, I walked around in a driving rain for at least five minutes before I discovered that I had exited the building on a different side that I had entered...how did I finally figure this out? Well, I happened to glance across the parking lot and noticed the street that I saw wasn't the one I came into the parking lot from...and I was just about to call my husband who was 45 miles away and tell him my car had been stolen!!

I can blame it on the miserable weather (cold, windy and rainy) and say that was the reason for my temporary confusion, or I can face up to the REAL truth which is that I have the dreaded CRS syndrome. This is probably the worst single incident of CRS that I have experienced and I dread the thought that it could get much worse...what if one day I come home only to find my home stolen?



Ann

Ever use your car alarm to find your car in the parking ramp because you can't remember where you parked! Embarrasing.

Unlocked and got into my car...except it wasn't my car. Scary that the key worked.

"There's no crying in baseball!"

Similar situation... i travel a lot for business and always park on the same floor, same row near the elevator... makes it easy to find my car and is well lit... I usually leave early enough in the morning that the same few spots are always open. One day I had a later flight and had to park on the roof instead. I like to be near the elevator for safety reasons... Unfortunately in my haste I forgot to note which row.. and more importantly... which elevators

When returning from my trip I went to my usual floor, usual spot, like a well trained dog,,, and could not find my car. After a few minutes I remembered I parked on the roof, and headed back to the elevator... when I arrived on the roof,,, no car... as I roamed the roof and the three elevtors nearby I hoped that by clicking the open button the lights would flash and luckily lead me to my car... like a moth to light... (I thought of the panic button but was too embarrassed already... and didn't want to draw any more attention to the situation).
thank god for little inventions...
by the way... i forgot the name of that snazzy disorder... but I remember having one...
all in a days work!