14,775 Days Alive
13 Whoppers is a Serving
4 of Wendy’s Spicy Chicken Nuggets Enjoyed with Dinner
3-ish Hours of Sleep Last Night
1 Row Crocheted on Lynne’s Blanket
$0.53 Cents Paid for an Extra Cup of Ranch Nugget Sauce For Lucian
Holy crap, am I so glad I work from home tomorrow! Sleet, cold weather, icy roads, and a damned headache I’ve been nursing since noon. Ugh.
I absolutely need to get good rest tonight. Shutting up my brain didn’t actually work until almost four this morning. My alarm goes off at 0645. I don’t get out of bed until 0700, but the first kick is at quarter till. I remember breakfast, lunch, and a snack. I forgot to eat the snack, somehow? But I did remember to drink my breakfast and eat lunch.
Is this what burn out is? Like… soul-deep exhaustion pasty normal limits from fibromyalgia and manic depression? Out of curiosity, and lack of genuine objective parameters, I just too a self-assessment quiz on ADDitude.com and scored… high. And that’s not a good thing. Like, 54/56.
I also took their symptom checker quiz and… got read the mental health riot act by the results. It was in no way, shape, or form a surprise. And in the interest of candidly sharing, as well as my own sass commentary, I will share below my results.
“You should talk to your mental health provider about the following:
- Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD)
- Ya know, the thing I’ve been saying I likely have since the age of ten when I read through the DSM-4 in 1996 when I got chicken pox for the second of three (?) times
- Depression
- Again, a visit from Captain Obvious! This was the thing I was diagnosed with at the age of SEVEN; along with blinding migraines and insomnia.
- Bipolar Disorder
- This we already knew. Like, since my last intentional attempt to shuffle off the mortal coil by my own hand back in the 2010s or something like that
- ADHD
- Another sad ending this was established in the early 199X’s; when Ritalin was not an option for reasons I don’t want to go into, I was just told to drink a cup of coffee (black, 3 sugars, and a touch of cinnamon) before school… in fifth grade
The Sensory Processing Disorder (SPD)
- 199X’s; when Ritalin was not an option for reasons I don’t want to go into, I was just told to drink a cup of coffee (black, 3 sugars, and a touch of cinnamon) before school… in fifth grade
- Yeah, water is wet and I have SPD
Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD)
- This is known as the “no shit, Sherlock” diagnosis
- Anxiety
- Water = Wet. Me = Anxious
- Dyscalculia1
- This one is newer-realized, circa 2020 or so, but only coz I didn’t know the word for it
Anyway, I can fight falling asleep anymore today.
Take your meds, folks.
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