I went to Dr. Arelene Straubsinger at 8 AM this morning for my ADD evaluation. Boy that was weird. I also have to go back next week. At 8 AM. She asked me a million questions, most of which I've forgotten--they all seemed a little weird, and she gave me a questionnaire to take home and fill out--I spent the whole rest of the day working on it whenever I had a chance and have only gotten about 2/3 done.
She seemed nice, she's a Gemini like me. (Not that I believe in that stuff.)
I don't like the questionnaire--it's a whole lot of true-false questions and you are supposed to answer every single one the best you can, but most require essay answers and neither true not false fits.
I had a mammogram today--it didn't hurt as much as usual, thank goodness--and the X-ray technician who was a perfect person for the job, really sweet and nice, rosy-cheeked and sort of English looking, saw me working on the questionnaire while I was waiting and asked me about it so I told her what it was and why I was doing it and she looked at the questions and turned up her nose and said, "don't take any medications based on that questionnaire!" I thought that was funny because I was thinking the same thing.
Dr. Straubsinger studied creative writing too. Cool. Maybe she would accept creative answers to those true false questions. LOL! She asked me what I knew about ADD and my mind went blank and I couldn't think of anything. It's that BLANK MIND that really bothers me. But one thing I know is that they give people with ADD Ritalin (sp?) and I don't want to take it. If I have trouble sleeping NOW, what would that do to me? But I think there is also a diet for it--The Feingold diet or something--all I need are more restrictions on what I eat. But I think I would have to not eat any artificial colors, flavors or preservatives, which I prefer not to eat anyway. I don't know what else though. I have looked it up, but I don't remember--blank mind and all.
I am certain of nothing but the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination- John Keats