Archive for July, 2010

Old Med School students – Just call me Gloria.

I had a bit of a realisation today.

I have a bit of an attitude problem. Not in the way that you’d think, but just… I just have this tendency to write people off too quickly if I think they are wasting my time or energy. Classic example was listening to lectures from last semester: I could not bear listening to second year University students discussing their very… elementary… ideas on the policy cycle. I literally had to turn it off because I found myself heckling the audio stream and Jason was pretty close to having the human catchers come to get me with a big net and haul me off to straitjacketsville. I have this horrid tendency to think I am the only person on the planet.

As part of my prep for GAMSAT to get into Medical School, I am taking three 1st Year Science classes. Chemistry, Physics & Vertebrate Anatomy. I am very excited about this prospect, having only ever studied Arts and being quite bored with it (see above), and I am finally seeing my plans for Med School come to fruition.

This morning, I was having a whinge to Jason about the posts from 1st years on the message boards. You know, obvious questions… sometimes quite immature discussion. They’re kids. And I was getting ranty about it. And I had a realisation that *I* was the one with the problem. Of course they’re anxious, they’re wanting to do well and please. They aren’t jaded and cynical and resenting the system like me. And then I realised that I was a) being too harsh and b) had better get used to it.

Because at that moment I realised that if I have any chance in hell of coping with the hierarchical nature of Medical Training, I need to get my shit together and stop being such a bitch. Because the reality is, I will be starting Medical School at the age of 33. There will be people in the hospital system and beyond that are 10 years younger than me and outrank me. And if I go to Medical School with a chip on my shoulder or arrogance, I am either not going to make it, or I may make a stupid mistake that might kill someone.

So, as funny as it is to mock the young folk and their naivety, I have instead decided to use this semester as a way to learn to be on equal footing with people that either may be younger or less experienced than me. Which, for someone with an ego like mine, is really hard to do. But, I am going to try, because all I need to do is piss off the Neuro consultant who is younger than me and there’s all my hard work gone.

In many ways, Medical School Prep is not just about the grades or the test preparation, there is a lot of personal growth that needs to occur in order to be a good Doctor. And I want to be a GOOD Doctor.

In defence of knob gags.

This morning, I woke up to a fun meme on Twitter. The #changelovetoknobsongs hashtag. For those that are unfamiliar with how these things take off, it generally means everyone gets on board, tries to have some fun with it, and after a little while, we all move on and everything goes back to normal. 95% of the posts are crap, but there is a portion that will have you laughing so hard, it is worth it.

When Julia Gillard ousted Kevin Rudd as Prime Minister, #spill was born. #ausvotes2010 has emerged as the hashtag for the Australian Federal Election. It helps people to connect, live, during an event on Twitter. The commentary is a mixed bag. Most of it is crap. But, there are a few gems in amongst it that really highlight the value of Twitter. Not only as commentary, but as a source of comedy. @kevinruddexpm seized that moment during the spill, providing us with lowbrow, but instantaneous humour during the leadership change.

And you know what? I love every minute of it.

Why am I comparing #changelovetoknobsongs to #spill? Well, why not? Both of those were sourced from the very same group of people. Both had roughly the same ratio of comedy to crap. And you know what? Yeah, it’s dick jokes. But that’s not even the point.

There were a few people who got on their high horses about the lameness of the meme. (@jasonjordan @lonefemaletog I am sorry if you think I am singling you guys out here  - much luvs)… but the commentary revolved around it being an “embarrassment” for Twitter. That it is not something you would want to showcase as an example of the power of Twitter. That the jokes were lazy or that “professionals” (still confused about what that even means) would not appreciate the joke.

But the point of Twitter is that it is not the quality of the content, or volume, or even the sophistication of the jokes that matter. It’s that everyone can find an audience, and for a brief moment we can all suspend our grown-upness and be idiots and run with it in the hope of making others laugh. It comes from the ground up. Or, the gutter up, in many cases. But that is precisely why Twitter is so powerful.

Twitter is powerful because people don’t need to censor themselves. Smart people, “professional” people, academics, Doctors, Lawyers, Accountants, IT people, political people, retail assistants, 10, 12, 31, 45, 62… can all play on a level playing field and just be dumb and puerile for a little while. Because we are all 3-dimensional. I am a mother of 3 kids, own a business and have a high IQ. I also (surprisingly) know big words, have table manners and wear clothes from David Jones. I am going to be a Doctor and you know what? I find farts funny. And the day I stop finding farts funny is the day I become everything I hate.

I feel qualified to speak on this because I attract business because of who I am and how I say it on Twitter. I speak in an authentic voice and I make no apologies for doing so. I am friends with the most amazing group of diverse people, many of them “professionals”, and they love me for me. That’s how it should be. Airs and graces and pretence is an outmoded and dying concept. I am thankful to Twitter for allowing me to have my real voice out there.

Formality and hierarchy are slowly being eroded, and of course those who either don’t get that, or those who hold power because of it, will resist it. But ultimately, lowbrow or not, these are the things that are changing society for the better. Where a woman can swear and people *respect* what she’s doing. Where a Doctor or a Lawyer can be a *person* rather than a robot. Where a knob joke or a vagina joke has equal airtime to political commentary. It is eclectic, it is not always high quality, but there are gems if you are open to it. And that is why I will always defend it.

I don’t think I have laughed so much as after joining Twitter. It truly is crowdsourced comedy. And yes, like all crowdsourcing you’ll get amateur crap you have to sort through, but every so often, there is this glimmer of genius, or turn of phrase that makes you realise that it’s truly revolutionary. Not many get it or see it the way I do, I understand that, but you know, seriously, lighten the fuck up.

Poo. Bum and Wee. Burp. Fart.

Shiny.

I have been meaning to write a blog post about this for ages, but with the craziness of the last few months, I haven’t had a chance to write it. I was already going to ages ago, but some recent discussions with friends have made me feel like I need to say something.

It’s actually really embarrassing. And it shouldn’t be. I can talk openly about so many things. My depression and how Cymbalta has changed my life. My health and weight gain and thyroid/hormone problems and pour my heart out… and yet, because of ridiculous, baseless stigma, I am embarrassed to talk about it.

A year ago, I was diagnosed with ADD. It was such a life-changing, paradigm-shifting moment in my life – to realise that I was not lazy, or flawed, or neurotic – I just process information differently to other people around me. It’s embarrassing because so many people think (for better or worse) that ADD/ADHD is not real… or that those “true” ADD people are low achieving, wall & furniture climbing, jittery messes.

Some are. In fact, many of them are. 40% of kids with ADHD have a concurrent learning disorder. It is usually these – the boys – the furniture-jumping, skin crawling, acting out at school kids that get the most attention. It is also the predominant reason why kids who act out are mis/over diagnosed.

I was actually someone who did not believe that ADHD was a real problem. I too had a stereotype in my head of a bad parent failing to discipline their kids, using drugs as a convenience, failing to get to the bottom of the kids problems. It’s a stereotype that most people hold, and it’s often why so many kids are over-diagnosed – and a whole other subset of kids are under-diagnosed.

ADD often manifests differently in girls. They fit into the Inattentive subtype. Most of them are not hyperactive or fidgety. Many of them are not only not struggling, but are actually very intelligent. They daydream. They procrastinate. They are easily distracted and have exactly the same troubles with focus that ADHD kids do – but they often sit under the radar, and it isn’t until they are older that the strategies for getting through the school system start to unravel.

Because it’s one thing to turn up to school on time and another to manage the multiple stresses of being a grownup.

I did well in school because I was ‘gifted’ and coasted. And I’ll be honest with you, I never actually did anything. I skim read, used my photographic memory and gift for language not only through high school, but through my Undergrad degree and my Masters. And also made use of ability to hyperfocus on things I am interested in. But, when I think about it, I don’t think there was one prescribed text I read all the way through. I would say that I have a Masters in Bullshit.

I am one of the lucky ones. But it only makes sense now because of an accidental diagnosis, a whole bunch of testing, and a bucketload of reading, that all of these “personality flaws” really did just come under a banner. Drugs treat about 60-70% of it, but I have to make up the difference.

The thing about ADD is that a lot of the problems of the disorder, much like anything in the DSM-IV, occur in normal people to some degree. I mean, look at the definitions for most personality disorders and we can all relate on some level. However, the difference between a normal person and a person with a disorder is with functioning.

  • Everyone procrastinates. I am a chronic procrastinator to the point where it damages my functioning. The only thing that motivates me is fear, shame, or being broke.
  • Everyone gets bored. I cannot listen to someone talk about anything I am not interested in without drifting off. Every. single. time.
  • Everyone runs late. I consistently run late & fail to allow proper travel time.
  • Everyone gets distracted. I am perpetually distracted and lose days.
  • Everyone gets annoyed by noise. I cannot handle even small amounts of noise without it stressing me out.
  • Everyone is tired. I am exhausted because I cannot switch my brain off at night.
  • Everyone has trouble finishing things. I very rarely completed anything 100%.
  • Everyone is excited about the future. I move so quickly and am so focused on the future I find it hard to see what is directly in front of me.

Ticking clocks, traffic noise, children noise, buzzing lights, radios, airconditioners annoy me to the point where I have to wear ear plugs. I have to have software that kills all social media, all websites, email, games, and all other possible tools, including Photo Booth, when I need to read or write.

Now of course, this used to just be “Lou”. Cranky, unbearable to be around, haha-so-funny-how-she-procrastinates. The famous “death stare” (which was really that moment where I’d drift off mid-conversation). But it stopped being funny and started causing me severe anxiety and depression…. because I just couldn’t function.

And yet, I am still embarrassed to talk about it. I have heard stories of young girls in private schools being prevented from doing TEE subjects because of their ADD. I have seen the press openly mock ADHD kids. I have seen this myth that ADHD = perpetual fuckup for so long that I even believed it.

It’s really just a difference. It’s given me understanding of why I find every single day so overwhelming and stressful – why I hate my mobile phone with a passion – why things that I know I am capable of are a struggle. And it’s just because I am different. I am also gifted in many ways – my memory and reasoning and other tools I have adopted to compensate are quite remarkable.

It saddens me that there are a whole generation of people who are told they are fuckups, or have an invented disorder, or suffer from depression and anxiety, who may not feel comfortable in either seeking diagnosis or talking about it. Because yes, I take stimulants to concentrate, and as a result I am a force to be reckoned with! I am not high, I am most certainly not “speedy”, and I am nowhere near “hyperactive”. I am a fairly quiet, smart, capable woman who has a different way of processing information.

I hope that others can eventually start to speak out against the stereotypes associated with ADD/ADHD, mental illness, Autism, Asperger’s – any of these things. Because it is only when we identify ourselves that people realise things aren’t as clear cut. And they may think twice before judging, or a parent may reconsider taking their kids off ADD drugs because of misconceptions or stigma. Or they may not feel like they have failed. And everyone has something that makes them different. I have medicine and tools for mine, luckily, and as a result I can go on to study Medicine. And yeah, I may occasionally wander off, or get distracted by shiny things, but, you know, that’s fun. When it’s healthy.

So as embarrassed as I am, I am writing this here that I have ADD. I am a flake. I struggle to focus on a daily basis and that’s OK.

Who’s next?

Planning.

Mina: ” X Friend goes to basketball on Mondays, Girl Guides on Tuesdays, Netball on Wednesdays, dancing on Thursdays and gymnastics on Saturdays. Oh, and touch football on Saturdays”

Me: “Fark, when does the poor girl just get to be a kid?”

Mina: “On Tuesdays, before Girl Guides.”

Me: “…”