by Somebody Strange on Thu Jun 14, 2001 12:26 am
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Lummox JR:
<B>I believe I actually <EM>did</EM> have ADHD, and grew out of it. It was simply called "hyperactivity" at the time, though.<P>Curiously, our family seems to turn out a number of borderline OCD cases--something you couldn't call OCD, really, but seems a little unusual just the same. When I was a kid I'd have this need to balance sensations left and right, was weird about some textures, etc. This kind of thing, however, seems to be fairly common and goes away more as we age; no idea why it happens.<P>Lummox JR<P></B><HR></BLOCKQUOTE><P>Actually, Lummox, if I remember correctly, your mother still has left-right balance issues, no? I know I certainly do.<P>And I learned that (1) mild cases of OCD can work in conjunction with (2) mild cases of depression, which can work in conjunction with (3) blood sugar problems, which are clearly hereditary. And the left-right balance and texture thing are related, although I can't recall in which medical/psychological magazine I read that. In fact, if you feel like asking J.Y. from Boston, I believe her son exhibits the texture thing pretty strongly as a feature of his hyperactivity. She told me about it once, and I recognized it in myself -- stiff tags in my shirt are grounds for me going completely postal, ripping off the shirt, and tearing, cutting, or chewing off the tag.<P>From a conversation I had "off the record" with a professional, you could <i>technially</i> say I am obsessive-compulsive, but <i>not</i> that I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. The difference is merely that the tendencies toward obsessive-compulsive behavior do not cause disorder -- they do not interfere with my daily life. I have learned to adjust.<P>When I was a teen, I'd have a disturbing image enter my head that I could not get rid of. I would picture a small jagged rock stuck in my mouth, and I would <i>know</i> that my teeth would shatter on it. Because of the frequency and duration of this thought, and the fact that I knew it was completely illogical, it was <i>technically</i> an obsession. The corresponding compulsion (the act that makes things "better") was to force myself to imagine the (nonexistent) rock was a marshmallow. This worked for a few weeks, but then the marshmallow had a hidden rock in it, and I was back to the imagined pain that should never have existed in the first place. I had to change the hidden rock to a liquid, kind of like what used to be in Chewels chewing gum. That "solved" it.<P>I still show some of the behaviors. I count things a lot, for example, and I <i>have to</i> push down the buttons on soft drinks from fast food places, and I <i>have to</i> have my computer desktop arranged a certain way. But it doesn't <i>interfere</i>, so I'm "okay". I seldom if ever talk about it, because I have a tendency to be hypochondriac, and people assume I'm just being neurotic again. Overall, it's really a moot point -- I <i>am</i> neurotic, and the rest doesn't interfere, so why bother bringing it up? (Answer: I like to talk.)<P>--Strange/Dave<P><P>------------------
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