It’s sad that when I start a sentence out in one of my high school English classes and say “Hey,” invariably a student will say “Your keys are over there.” I am soooooo easily distracted and so ADD that I never know where anything is. My saying “Hey” or “Does anyone” will always elicit a Pavlovian response about where my glasses/keys/mind are. This isn’t new at all.
When my oldest daughter was X years old (the X is because I really have no idea how old she was. 5th grade? 9th grade?), she was sitting on a rock wall with a friend watching a soccer game or something. She slipped and hit her head on the rocks. Her friend’s mother called me at work and rushed my daughter to the emergency room. I beat the land speed record to get there quickly. As we were waiting for the doctor, I pulled out my wallet to get her father’s phone number to let him know what was going on. When I looked at the paper, I had written 1-555-555- and that was it. Someone must have spoken to me or a squirrel dropped an acorn out of a tree or something to distract me and I never finished writing his number. I mean who does that? Unbelievable.
For someone who doesn’t understand, this can be really funny. Or not at all. And I imagine that living with me isn’t a thrill a minute either. I have recently had a small stroke. When I come to a dead stop in the middle of a sentence because I thought I heard a noise outside which reminded me to check if my car lights were on and didn’t the math teacher get a new car because his old one always had the lights stuck on…my husband will look at me and say:
Husband: Are you having a stroke?
Me: What? Why?
Husband: Because you stopped in the middle of a sentence.
Me: What were we talking about?
A friend of mine told me one time Do you know they have medicine for people whose minds race and are easily distracted? I know she meant well so I didn’t respond NO SHIT SHERLOCK WHAT DO YOU THINK I WOULD BE LIKE WITHOUT THEM??
Someone with the attention span of a gnat.