March 24, 2019 at 4:27 pm #112609
I thought it would be fun to share some funny stories about ADHD or the symptoms, since I just thought of one of my own.
Every Friday, my uncle and sometimes my grandma come over and we play a board game. I had just gotten a new game and I was trying to read the instructions so I could explain it to everyone else. We were all joking around and no one was really paying attention to me trying to explain it because my sister and uncle were messing around, and I kept jokingly sassing my family members.
It was pretty late and my ADHD medicine had worn off hours before, so I was tired and not focusing very well. So I asked everyone multiple times to be quiet so I could read and explain it to them, but they kept talking. Eventually I went “Hey, I can’t read if y’all are talking so shhhhhh!!” and my grandma laughed and said “well you have a problem then” and I looked at her and said, “Yeah, it’s called ADHD, grandma.”
I wasn’t really trying to be funny, I was hardly even thinking straight, but everyone lost it. I didn’t mean to make her sound like a bad person or anything I was just sassing her jokingly again, but she felt bad and I told her I didn’t mean that she was a bad person.
March 25, 2019 at 10:39 am #112611
It would be funny if I could have a icon on my glasses when I stop mid word talking to someone and a thought interrupts.
May 7, 2019 at 12:59 pm #116114
I love this idea! I’m feeling pretty crummy about myself right now. Humor should help.
The story that comes to mind was probably from my freshman year of high school. My friend was hanging out at my house and she discovered the frozen mini chocolate chip muffins in my freezer. She asked to have one, plopped it in the microwave, and set it to high for three mi it’s. I saw this happen, registered that three minutes was way too long and it’d be hot in just thirty seconds. I thought to myself, “It’s fine, I’ll just stop the microwave in like half a minute. My friend had already gotten distracted and had wandered from the kitchen to my room. She would be diagnosed with ADHD in just a year or so. But guess what? I got distracted too and followed her to my room. When we returned to the kitchen a while later it was filled with smoke. It reeked of smoke. The muffin in the microwave was all black, just ash.
So yeah, two ADHD girls tried to reheat a muffin, forget, and set it on fire. Oops!
May 7, 2019 at 4:54 pm #116152
Thanks for the story. I have a strict rule for myself about not leaving the kitchen when something’s cooking on the stove. I’ve lost too many pots that way.
I’m not diagnosed with ADD, although counselors have suggested it. The main reason not is that I did well in school, and can’t remember much about those years. On current behavior, I hit almost every point, and have for decades.
May 10, 2019 at 9:49 am #116355
Hey foncused, I did well in school too! But when I think of why I did well, the ADHD starts to make sense. My grades should’ve been lower because I never did my homework. But I either whipped it out as it was being collected, or my teachers bumped my grade because they liked me and knew I knew the material. I got away with it undiagnosed because I was charming, very smart, and because the environment around me had very high standards for success. It’s like they dragged me upwards.
If you’re curious but not very interested in an ADHD diagnosis, consider neuropsych testing on executive functioning.
May 9, 2019 at 10:44 am #116189
This is a great story! I don’t have ADHD/ ADD, but my 19-year-old son does and I’m a child psychologist with a specialization in ADHD. I think it’s so important for others to know what someone with ADHD experiences. That’s why I love asking kids with ADHD to tell me what it’s like – in their heads – when they struggle to focus. So many tell me that they try to listen, but little noises, like the sound of someone writing with a pencil even, bring them off task. They say, “I want to focus, but my brain won’t let me.” Adults with ADD/ ADHD are no different.
May 11, 2019 at 9:37 am #116453
Looking back these can seem amusing now.
Frantically searching the house for my glasses, give up and grab my spare pair go to put them on “CLICK” as they hit the ones I was looking for.
Frantically looking everywhere for my car keys before noticing they’re in my hand.
Getting some orange juice from the fridge getting a glass from the cupboard pour a glass, go watch TV enjoying my orange juice, go back into kitchen for a snack open cupboard for a plate “why is the orange juice in the cupboard? “
May 16, 2019 at 12:55 pm #116756
My mom once made a joke about ADHD. The punchline was “Hey look, a squirrel!”
I totally zoned out while she was telling the joke and only heard the last part, to which I excitedly responded “Where?!”
April 20, 2020 at 6:56 pm #169789
This may not be exactly related to my ADHD as much as it is just plain clumsiness (though I guess it could be inattentive). I was probably 13-14 (undiagnosed until 19) and my grandmother had just arrived with a bunch of groceries so my aunt and I were helping her carry the bags into the kitchen. There were two entries to the kitchen, one was through the living room separated by a curtain, and the other was through the dining room. Trying to be as helpful and efficient as possible, I grabbed as many bags as physically possible and decided it would be faster to go through the living room. Since the bags were really heavy I hastily pushed through the curtain, trying to make it to the kitchen before my arms fell off. In my haste, I failed to realize there was a large bottle of wine precariously perched on a small shelf behind the curtain. With the might of 6 grocery bags, the bottle was knocked over and shattered on the hardwood floor spreading a pool of blood red wine onto the white carpet of the living room. I thought “Oh shit” and ran to throw the bags down on the kitchen table and grab paper towels. Once again in my haste I failed to notice the mug of freshly brewed coffee humbly steaming on the kitchen table. I heard the splash before I could even reach for the paper towels. From the kitchen I heard my grandmother say “What’s that smell?” (referring to the wine) as she walked through the front door. After quickly wiping up the coffee, I busted through the curtain and ferociously began dabbing at the carpet, intent on not allowing it to sink in. As I collected pieces of glass from the carpet, I heard my aunt put her bags down in the kitchen, sit down and ask “Where’s my coffee? I thought I left it right here.” This, among many other childhood incidents, earned me the title “Hurricane (insert my name here).”
April 21, 2020 at 1:32 am #169805
Nice pick always, thanks for sharing this story, this is not funny but something that you can get lessons from it. 🙂
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