tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64979266525872445612024-02-18T22:01:02.232-08:00Confessions of a DupeJamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-81999824565705253002011-02-03T13:43:00.000-08:002011-02-03T13:43:32.657-08:00BrieflyMerry, your comment was in my spam folder for some reason--I went in to remove it...and accidentally deleted it. <br />
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I meant to hit "Not Spam", but my trackpad shifted when I clicked and...doh.<br />
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If you care to comment again, go ahead--and it won't happen again. If it's too much work, don't worry about it--I just didn't mean to do that and really didn't get to read it.<br />
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((This JUST happened, and I felt like I needed to post a direct thing again for it, because it shouldn't have happened.))Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-74825271058180887612011-02-02T18:14:00.000-08:002011-02-02T18:16:04.183-08:00This isn't a rant account and I'm not going to spend all of my posts whining about things...sorry that I have been.<br />
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Thanks for all your comments and I'll keep up with each of you as much as I can.<br />
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But in the meantime, here are a few pictures I took the first day I got my DSLR:<br />
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Let me know what you think?Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-67758836020187611072011-01-31T22:56:00.000-08:002011-01-31T23:01:33.257-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"> <title></title> <style type="text/css">
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<div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">"I've always felt that ADHD was a silly diagnosis with no basis in medical fact, myself..."</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">I hate to single you out, Merry, but you now sound like my mother.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">It has her belief that ADD/ADHD wasn't an actual "thing". That it was just kids whose parents didn't care enough to make sure they were controlled or disciplined properly. She pretty much thought that the fix for it was a good smack in the face.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">And that's how she dealt with me as a kid. In first through fourth grade, I was the only kid on a behavioral system. I had paperclips--if I was bad/had an outburst/spoke...etc, I would lose a paperclip from a ring of like 5. </span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">At the end of the day, I had to count my total--and that number went to my Mom.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">You can guess that if anything happened during the school day, and that number was less than, say, 5, I would get in trouble--whatever that ended up being. I was under 5 fairly often.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">It isn't a great thing to grow up constantly being yelled at/hit/punished...whatever...for something you really can't control.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">Fourth grade, I switched into a private school where I was the "loser"--to a group of kids who had known each other since BIRTH, basically--and had no room for someone like me (someone who read Dilbert, Foxtrot, Lord of the Rings, who did well in Math...etc). So I couldn't really socialize in class--so I was saved from getting into trouble with that--but I used to blatantly read other books in classes. That is to say, during Social Studies or English, I'd have an extra book on my desk and I'd be reading that instead.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">I'd do well on the assignments and tests because I didn't have a life outside of video games and part-time sports (I lived a town a good 15-30 minutes from my school and therefore the kids in it. I also lived in a kidless neighborhood (always have, in fact--even when we moved--no kids around me). My social life has sucked for a good majority of my life), but I didn't pay attention to the teachers and I surprisingly rarely (if at all) got in trouble for any of this.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">In High School---a social environment, I suffered. Constant detentions for talking in class...etc. It got pretty bad. Freshman year was really terrible for me.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">Sophomore year was when I joined Track--and that's where things got better for me.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">I found an outlet for all my energy--a couple miles at first--around eight-ten come Junior/Senior year. Spending two hours a day after running really wasted all my extra energy and gave me an incredible focus. I did exceptionally well grade-wise following this.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">Then I get to college. A college built into the side of what's essentially a mountain--nothing but hills--incredibly hard to run on.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">I pick a Chemistry Major. I'm also Pre-Med. I have no time. There is only schoolwork.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">This leads to problems.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">I can't run. I can't waste my energy. I've got so much of it...</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">It finally got to the point where people were noticing how bad I was at trying to concentrate on things. I should've noticed it sooner--but it really did take someone saying, "Dude--are you okay? You're tweaking out. Do you have ADD or something?" for me to be concerned about it.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">After that, a friend of mine /blackmailed/ me (with her class notes) to talk to someone on campus. From there I was referred off-campus. And here I am.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">My last semester was the toughest--but I managed to do better than I had previously (it wasn't my BEST semester, but it was my second-best. That's GOOD, considering the course-load I was taking and the stress that came with it)...so it means that what I'm doing now is definitely helping.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">So to say that "there's no medical basis"...I'd disagree with this. There's something to it. There definitely is.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">As someone who wants to be a doctor, I doubt the "no medical basis" thing. As someone who has encountered kids and adults, treated and not treated, with with the same quirks and behaviors I have--there is basis enough for me. I've seen it in my family (my Uncle--even my Mom), destructive and untreated.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">I've got a long road ahead of me and this was the first step in helping me make sure I stay on it.</span></div><div class="p2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="p1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;">Getting the doses and medications right--well--that's the forest I've got to get out of first. That's where I'm at now. Somewhere in Mirkwood, trying to get towards the Loney Mountain.</span></div>Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-34250403079054084562011-01-31T14:50:00.000-08:002011-01-31T14:50:31.860-08:00Anxious and dry-throat.<br />
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These are not side-effects I expected from an ADHD medication.<br />
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So let me restate this: Concerta either works or it makes you anxious and not hungry (with an apple-in-throat kind of feeling to boot). Great choices.<br />
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>.<Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-18402858427218628842011-01-26T14:18:00.000-08:002011-01-26T14:18:41.962-08:00Beginning of the EndClasses have started for the second semester of my senior year.<br />
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1 Chemistry class to complete my Chemistry major.<br />
2 fun/joke classes.<br />
1 ambiguously ranked class.<br />
And research.<br />
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That will be my life for the next 4 months. ...then it's over. Then I have to apply to medical school. That's a whole DIFFERENT road. And I've got to touch the real world for the entire of my journey down it. Scary. No more "Student-in-school" bubble to protect me from it. It's a "Student-wannabe" bubble...but that's hardly any bubble at all. Gah.<br />
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Still on Concerta, but my Doctor has basically told me to man-up and make myself sleepless by doubling up at different points during the day. That's sure to work out alright. #right? #probablynot.<br />
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But it helps half the time, and half the time is better than none of the time, I guess. All of the time would be better, but I'm working towards that still. Never expected it to be easy, I suppose.<br />
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So some comment questions: Leave answers and I'll reply on yours or whatever.<br />
1) Are you a student?<br />
a)What are you/are you intending to study?<br />
b)Where do you want it to lead you?<br />
2) What do you think of "the real world"--or the idea of it?Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-24436026710572500242011-01-15T00:35:00.000-08:002011-01-15T00:35:19.348-08:00HuhnBoy did I fall off the wagon on this one.<br />
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Sorry folks, if there's anyone out there--and if there is, hey! Thanks for reading. Leave some comments to let me know you're still here and I'll be loyal back.<br />
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Sorry I disappeared for a while. This last semester ended up being the busiest of my college career and that can, obviously, only lead to me not doing this. Which--is better because I'm spending more of my time doing what I'm supposed to. ...which is what this blog is all about, in the end. Wow. Weird logic, but in not updating, I'm fulfilling the purpose of me doing this blog. #mindwarpingrealities<br />
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Now that I've got...no classes...and am bored as all hell...here I am.<br />
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Off meds right now, which doesn't bother me as I don't really need them yet. I'm going to be speaking to my doc on Wednesday to see if I can get some changes, though--I don't find that the XR (extended release) pills work that well with my schedule...I'd rather be able to control when I take my medication and when it works...because throwing 8-10 hours at it (9-5, it feels like it's effective--less than the 12 hours it's supposed to) and covering my classes but NOT when I do the bulk of my work? It's very counter productive, honestly.<br />
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And half the time it doesn't even feel like it's working. I only know I've taken the medication because I don't feel hungry. And the not being hungry part doesn't bother me. I eat enough...it's just that if I'm going to be feeling stuff like this--I'd like to at least see some results out of it, you know?<br />
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It's 3:33AM and I feel it's a good time to wrap this up (3:34. Damn my need for proper diction), so I'll sign off for the night. Hoping I don't get trounced with snow tomorrow---but we'll see how THAT one goes.<br />
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See You Space Cowboy ...Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-34748108302174783132010-11-02T14:47:00.000-07:002010-11-02T14:47:56.674-07:00HOLY CRAP AN UPDATE<div style="color: #141414; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I HAD AN INCEPTION SCALE DREAM THE OTHER NIGHT NIGHT</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b></b></span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">It was fucking crazy.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I was dreaming…and during the dream, I recognized I was dreaming. And so I did the classic tests—I hit myself--nothing.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I tried screaming--nothing. And this started freaking me out, so I tried to pull myself out of the dream—attempting to get my roommate to wake me up by screaming…etc. So. I start to try to pull myself out...and it's like this cemented in feeling. You're stuck in molasses—and you can't pull yourself out from it. It LITERALLY feels like that, too.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b></b></span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">I don't know WHY I was freaking out so much—I dont THINK I was being threatened? Maybe it was just because I KNEW I was dreaming--but maybe I knew that the dream knew that I knew I was dreaming. (CONVOLUTED SENTENCES. I HAVE THEM.) Anyways...I managed to do it.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">And so I wake up to my room. It's dark…and…all three of my roommates are in there.…which…it's two people per room, normally. And they're like, "You okay, man? You were making noise and stuff." …but I know that something's wrong—because I'm only supposed to have one roommate in my room—and there are three—and three beds. And I realize…HOLY SHIT I'M IN ANOTHER DREAM.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b></b></span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">So I try to pull myself out of that one—and it brings me into this dream about a haunted ripoff of the camp I go to, basically...</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">and sometime during THAT one, I realize that HOLY FUCK I'M STILL DREAMING. It kept shifting me into dreams until I ultimately forgot I was dreaming—it made me believe that I had been there before with my Grandpa when I was younger—that the place was familiar and that I really wanted to go back there sometime—but it was someplace I had never gone—someplace creepy and reminded me of a Russian fucking nuclear shelter with a projection room inside.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">So.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">That happened.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Which is weird.</span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #141414; font: 11.0px 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: 14.0px; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">In new news, I broke down and bought that camera (and it's sweet). I also got off Strattera and was put onto Concerta ER. We'll see how that goes.</span></div>Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-33755959020267788362010-10-09T22:03:00.000-07:002010-10-09T22:03:33.782-07:00PhotographyI've been thinking about getting into photography seriously lately. Seriously enough to start looking at my funds to see if I could justify a $600 camera (if not a little more).<br />
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Posted my old paintball gun that I never used on craigslist a couple of times to see if I could soften the blow of the $600. Smart Parts Ion, incredibly tricked out...never used it more than a couple times, but I bought it off a friend who had too much gear. If you're interested, leave a comment or something.<br />
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But my financial situation COULD take the hit in the short term, as I'm not paying for my car insurance right now, but in the long run, it might not be so pretty...as in the "that's $600 I should've saved for x, y, or z."<br />
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Can I afford it? For right now, yes.<br />
Should I do it? I don't know.<br />
Would I enjoy it? Oh hell yes. I'd carry that thing EVERYWHERE.<br />
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Tips? Leave them in the comments.<br />
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(Yes, this is a detour from my ADHD norm, but you should expect that, given the nature.)Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-57608072464232809792010-10-09T20:09:00.000-07:002010-10-09T20:09:07.510-07:00Fall Break Starts off WrongWell. I was woken up by being yelled at by a Mom who thinks she has some say in the small, minute aspects of my life that no one should care about but me.<br />
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I'm not telling her about my diagnosis OR Stratterra--as that'd be another argument I don't want to have.<br />
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Later, she catches one of our dogs under a tire by accident. I get her to stop before she runs over it completely (like she did to ANOTHER dog), and I get yelled at for THAT, too. Because it isn't the person driving the car--it's the person who didn't (re: couldn't) stop the dog from running for the tire.<br />
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Gah. Living for next Friday already.Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-70837506612506382472010-10-06T14:06:00.000-07:002010-10-06T14:06:59.379-07:00MusingsHaven't taken Stratterra yet today and I feel OK. Glad I don't feel completely drained, for sure.<br />
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I'll be taking it before I go to bed--and we'll see how that affects me in the morning, I guess.<br />
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Today I ran into the question: what do I do after I get out of college?<br />
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The answer I have is...apply to medical school...and that happens in June. But...what happens after that? What do I do in the "off year"?<br />
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Any suggestions?Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-22854491075524347102010-10-05T12:40:00.001-07:002010-10-05T12:40:42.764-07:00Called the doc today to follow up and I'm not sure he remembered me. Good job, doc.<br />
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I mean--I understand that it's hard to know a new patient when you've got...however many he has, but when you have to ask the question, "Wait, have I already seen you once?" after trying to get me to commit to a near-appointment when I'm just calling you to follow up with my medication? *Dropping-the-ball motion.*<br />
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I mentioned that Stratterra was draining me and he said, "Just take it at night. I'm going to be gone next week (which I am too, so not much I can do there), and if you still feel tired or you feel like it isn't working, we'll have to start back at the drawing board." So...I guess that's the current plan...take it at night, see if I feel any better throughout the day.<br />
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Was kept up (not tired) really late last night, didn't eat lunch because of a mix of not-hungry and stomach-doing-flips, and nearly fell asleep during class because this stuff just causes me to <i>crash</i>. It's sudden--it's inconsistent, but I'll just be sitting there and suddenly, I can't do anything but nearly fall asleep. All my energy is just GONE. <i>That</i> can't be normal, can it?<br />
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And there's been no benefit so far. I know I'm only a week in, but jeez--for the hassle, you think it'd throw me <i>something, </i>right?<br />
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Alright. Rant over. Sorry you had to endure it.Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-27790558576636841772010-10-04T16:49:00.000-07:002010-10-04T16:49:35.306-07:00Day 6I don't feel focused, I just feel tired. I don't know if that's supposed to be the effect I'm <i>supposed </i>to get...but it's the one I've got.<div><br />
</div><div>Hn. I'll mention it to the doc when he calls me back--I was supposed to call him today, but apparently he wasn't around when I tried, so I left a message. We'll see if all this tiredness/lack of motivation/zombification is really...necessary? Intentional? Normal? Because GAH does it suck.</div><div><br />
</div><div>On another note: I've got a week's break next week. Seems oddly placed, but I will appreciate it, for sure. Not sure what I'm doing with it just yet, but the first half of this semester has just been a rush, man.</div>Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-10061011019555567922010-10-03T13:03:00.000-07:002010-10-03T13:03:51.728-07:00Took 40mg a couple hours ago. Stomach did a little flip about an hour later, but it might've settled itself by now.<br />
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I feel tired--not like I'm about to fall asleep, but like I'm coming off a crash or something like that. Still here, but a little foggy.<br />
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I'll update this later to see how I feel towards the end of the day, but I felt like I should update after a couple hours of having taken it.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/funny-pictures-cat-naps-on-chair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/funny-pictures-cat-naps-on-chair.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-4165267735379490152010-10-02T22:00:00.000-07:002010-10-02T22:00:20.677-07:00Tomorrow I'm at 40mg. Pretty out of it today. I talk to my doc on Monday, so we'll see what he says.<br />
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I'm not quite as off the wall as usual, though, so I guess that's a good sign. Maybe I just need to learn to deal with the deadtiredness...caffeine has been helping--but that's a stimulant.<br />
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Maybe a stimulant drug WOULD help instead of Stratterra? I guess that's something I'll have to see at the end of the month.<br />
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In other news, got to talk to a good friend of mine today--makes me wish I had him around here still--good kids are hard to come by at my school, which sucks.Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-48670538373956006212010-10-01T20:34:00.000-07:002010-10-01T20:34:54.582-07:00Tired for most of the day--I was unnaturally not hungry (though I found myself able to eat when I forced myself to) and my stomach was tight and unpleasant.<br />
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This would be Day Four--after tomorrow, we up the dosage. Gah. I'm not quite too excited to see how THAT affects me. If it's just more of this, I'll be knocked out for most of the day and my gut will be wrenching the entire time.<br />
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I'll keep you updated.Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-89477217505900752092010-09-30T19:57:00.000-07:002010-09-30T19:57:30.821-07:00I need to do work, but I feel like breaking this in a little more.<div><br />
</div><div>I guess I'll have to start tagging for serious things.</div><div><br />
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</div><div>I'll keep it on topic, though, huh?</div></div>Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6497926652587244561.post-40719908903184172892010-09-30T13:18:00.000-07:002010-09-30T13:20:41.338-07:00The Day in the Life of a Dupe<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">I was diagnosed with ADHD on Monday, and today I started Day 3 of my life on Strattera.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #1f1e1e; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 11px;"><h2 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Common Reactions to Strattera in children and teenagers</span></span></span></span></h2><ul class="bulletList" style="list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><em class="hLite" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Mood swings</span></span></span></span></span></em></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><em class="hLite" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Tiredness</span></span></span></span></span></em></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Dizziness</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Nausea or vomiting</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Decreased appetite</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Upset stomach</span></span></span></span></span></li>
</ul><h2 style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 0.3em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Common side effects to Strattera in adults</span></span></span></span></span></h2><ul class="bulletList" style="list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0em; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><em class="hLite" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Sexual dysfunction </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://www.stratterasideeffects.com/#sexual_problems" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">(decreased libido, ejaculatory problems, impotence)</span></span></span></span></span></a></em></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Constipation</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Dry mouth</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Nausea</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Decreased appetite</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Dizziness</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><em class="hLite" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Insomnia (trouble sleeping)</span></span></span></span></span></em></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Menstrual cramps</span></span></span></span></span></li>
<li style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><em class="hLite" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;">Problems passing urine</span></span></span></span></span></em></li>
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<div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">I've only had the tiredness so far, and I'm not too far from teenage life to be considered susceptible to that, I bet. God knows I don't LOOK older than a teenager (a young one. Such is life.).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">I'll try to keep this as a testament to how it works, how I feel on it, and if I think it's working. Consider this my ADHD blog.</span></span></div>Jamie Madroxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07803613464070492087noreply@blogger.com3