Small Oval Coffee Table Glass – Hello. Today I’d like to talk to you about an affliction that many of our contemporaries face but remains relatively unknown: attention deficit disorder with or without hyperactivity, more commonly known as ADHD. You’ve probably heard the bad mothers who, when they came home from school, teased another child’s child (because insufferable children don’t have fathers, you know), saying: “He’s a real little jerk!”. If any kind soul passed by, she would kindly reply: “No! It’s hyper! However, a 2011 study (Lecendreux et al., 2011) revealed that only 3.5% of children aged 6 to 12 in France have ADHD. The rest are little jerks. The statistics are therefore not in favor of little Martin.
But the nuisance I would like to warn you about is that 60% of children with ADHD will have symptoms persist into adulthood (according to DSM IV-R, 2000). But when we love children, even if they are not our own, we can forgive them their mischievousness, their carelessness, their impulsiveness, in short, everything that makes us hate children. But observing these symptoms in an adult is a completely different matter.
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One of the typical symptoms of ADHD is the so-called hyperkinesia or, as my grandmother used to say, “restlessness”. If we tolerate a rambunctious child running around, getting up from the table 100 times under dubious excuses like “I’m tired of sitting” or playing around the house with a bouncy ball, this hyperkinesis is much less acceptable. . For example, I had all the trouble in the world explaining why and how I broke the coffee table climbing on it. Why step on the coffee table? How? What higher power required me to climb it? How can a coffee table of this price not withstand 46 kg of pressure? I don’t have an answer. I was on the phone, sat on the sofa for a good 2 minutes, and when I got up, I wanted to light a candle, involved in a fascinating conversation. The shortest path between me and the candle was through the coffee table. So I climbed onto the coffee table. Keskya? At the time of the accident, the phone was shaking a bit when I interrupted my girlfriend who was telling me about a conversation with her boyfriend (“accident”, “discussion” … that’s a lot of euphemisms for one sentence).
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And the coffee table episode was over. The guy said “banco” and so my full attention was focused on this amazing news. Until the next morning, when I had to explain myself to the co-owner of the table, whose patience and courage to live with me, I welcome every day. Because if it was just a coffee table…
“Mom, it’s soccer time. Shall we go to soccer? Let’s go to soccer! Let’s fuuuuuuu!! Mom, are we going to soccer?!? »
If one parent has ADHD, there is a 57% risk that their child will also develop it (J. Biederman et al. – 1995).
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– “Mom, don’t forget the football certificate. Soccer, soccer, soccer. You don’t forget, do you? Otherwise I can’t play. You forgot your receipt, huh? »
All my attention is directed to this bloody medical certificate, which I obtained with great difficulty at the cost of three visits to the doctor, who the first time did not sign it, the second time he let me leave without it, and the third time he told me: “When you have no head… Haha!” “.
I wear shoes to accompany my child to an extracurricular activity, which, if you understood correctly, is FOOTBALL. And all my mental faculties suddenly shift to the fact that:
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“I still haven’t had a call from the delivery man for the new dishwasher, how boring is life without a dishwasher, how was grandma?” She didn’t work. She had time. In fact, his job was to wash the dishes. But it’s sad. She and I never talked about the status of women. Too bad, I’d like to have his opinion on the subject.
I’m in front of the soccer field, on time, without a receipt, with Nutella’s stinking son.
If you’re not thinking about what you were doing on July 12, 1998 while reading this, you are
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While writing this text: I got up 4 times to get another cup of tea, the third time I had to warm it up a bit in the microwave, so in between I started doing a little washing up and forgot the cup in the microwave suddenly it was too hot, so I said “shit “, I blew on the tea, I splashed, some tea fell on the floor and I thought that cooking was really disgusting and it was almost in these waters that I forgot he was writing the text. After wiping the tea on the floor, I got up to go back to the dishes and after washing two glasses, I remembered that I was writing a text. I sat down at the table, I wrote a little. To my left was a flashing green light coming from my phone. But I stayed focused no matter what. After a good 37 seconds, when I couldn’t take it anymore, I looked at my messages on Messenger. One thing leads to another, I stalked a guy, clicked on a link about a yellow vest protest and a few minutes later I wanted to start a new environmental political party and forgot my text again. I went to make my coffee, which was very hot, so I blew on it. A sense of deja vu. I realized again that I forgot my text again.