Tag Archive: health


Beholden to Beauty and ADHD Hyperfocus

It's a "Good Morning" every morning in my office "Good Morning" by Elaine Doy in centre "Pulse" by Elaine Doy on left

My friend, Elaine Doy (mentioned in Monday’s post), is a “painter extraordinaire” and her work thrills me. But I was not surprised to learn that she is often unhappy with her work while she’s working on it. She says she starts to paint and then takes a look at what she’s done and despairs of it ever being what she wants it to be. I’m personally pleased that she perseveres. View full article »

Fiction: The Future Death of ADHD

Look who I met ...

A couple of weeks ago I attended a thank-you breakfast put on by the Canadian Cancer Society. They were thanking sponsors, volunteers and participants (of which I am one) for the roles they played in the Cops For Cancer Shave Off.

During the breakfast a Canadian Cancer Society representative spoke. She was a well spoken woman whose job was to liaise with researchers questing for cures for cancer. View full article »

ADHD is the same in Canada as anywhere else. We self-medicate until, and sometimes long after, we are diagnosed. If your stimulant of choice is alcohol and you like to drive, you’ve got problems.

In Canada, peace officers (police personnel) are allowed to stop and search a vehicle, and question the driver, if they have reasonable cause. This is part of a trade off we make to be able to drive on streets reasonably free of drivers under the influence of drugs or alcohol. View full article »

Is It Canada Day Already?

I swear people purposely distract me to keep me from noticing. Many things just slip past without my knowledge. I don’t find out ‘til they’re over. View full article »

I wonder about why we do what we do, why we impulsively decide to step off the curb of safety into the adventurous unknown

Learning From the Past

In my youth I made many hedonistic decisions in search of happiness. I often regretted those decisions, but couldn’t stop making them. It took literally years of my life to realize that instant gratification didn’t equal happiness. View full article »

Okay, I blew it, again.

Canadian Eh.D.D.er

 

I did an interview on the HealthyPlace Mental Health Radio Show about having Adult ADHD. That’s good. I remembered to call in on time, still good. I spoke clearly and concisely with just a few ummm’s and aaaah’s, and I answered all the questions; good, good, good.

Then it Happened

But then, at 12 minutes and 58 seconds in, I opened my mouth and said “…but I know quite a few people with ADHD, and I know so many of them who would give anything to not be.” View full article »

On Friday I told you about my attempts to submit, in a timely manner, an application for a grant. There was a deadline, and I had set an earlier one. My plan was to send in the application a month in advance and then spend the month between deadlines revelling in this victory over my ADHDness.

Yeah, right! We left off on Friday with my ms (manuscript) having gone to my editor friend to be vetted before submission. I had five days before the actual deadline. We’ll pick it up there. View full article »

I’m in Awe

I’m under the gun today, so as short as this post is, it’s going to have to do. For those of you who need more, I suggest the links included in this post.

If you’ve been following my blog here at Tao Of Taylor, you know I’m hoping for change in many areas of our society, and our world. And yes, I do try to do my share, when I can. I advocate on behalf of the disabled community at every opportunity. View full article »

I Succeed

You know, I fail. We all do. But what do we do with that failure? Do we dwell?

If we’re ADHDers we do. For years, sometimes. And I’m not sure we can stop doing that, but many of us are trying. Rick Green, one of my favourite TV personalities, is contemplating less self-recrimination. (He’s the king of Canadian TV Comedy as far as I’m concerned. And he’s apparently been contemplating this stuff from in his throne room.) View full article »

When I was eight years old my father taught me to drive a motorcycle. He had learned, I’m sure, that it was better to be around for my adventures than to find out about them later.

The bike I learned to drive was his 80cc Suzuki. I couldn’t reach the gear shift with my abbreviated legs, so he sat on the back and shifted gears for me. I was an ace on the clutch, throttle and front brake (couldn’t reach the back brake any better than the gear shift, but the front brake stops a bike faster). View full article »

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