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Pockets of Organization   Leave a comment

Part of my ADHD is clutter, to a degree that much of my life is messy. Things are just all over the place. If I do get some things into a box, they’re rarely organized or sorted out before they go into the box; they’re just tossed there to get them out the way.

But there are pockets of organization in my life, and I cherish these pockets and hold onto them tightly. Sometimes they’re what keep me anchored when everything else is slipping out of reach.

My kitchen, for example, is always organized. Even though clutter invariably seeps into the room via the counters and the table and chairs, my cupboards and fridge are well-organized and I do have a plan and a process that I follow to get things re-organized.

But there are smaller pockets around the house. My diaper-changing stations are well-organized. I keep them stocked with wipes and diaper cream and diaper pins and Snappis and diaper covers. My dresser drawers are organized — as are my husband’s dresser drawers and my son’s dresser drawers. I have a really well-organized to-do list system in place that works really well for me. My house plants are arranged in a particular order on the table in the large picture window in the living room.

I think that it’s important to look for ability, to notice when there are things I do well, especially when those pockets of ability occur in the midst of (and within the context of) something I have difficulty with due to my disability. But it’s equally important that I be the one to realize it. It’s okay for someone else to compliment me on my organized kitchen, but I’m the one who has to be able to accept that pocket of organization as proof that I really am good at organizing stuff; my chaos is due to a breakdown at a different point in the chain. This knowledge is helpful when anxiety or depression set in. I am good at some stuff and I struggle with other stuff. Same as everyone else on the planet.

It’s just that the stuff I have trouble with is different from what everyone else has trouble with — if not in terms of the specific thing, then at least in terms of degree of difficulty.

Posted August 27, 2015 by karalianne in Identity

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Disabled Animals   Leave a comment

Luther has a brown bum; both are brown and white Abyssinians.I have four guinea pigs right now, and two of them are rescues – surrendered by their owners due to allergies. One of these guinea pigs, Luther, has some chronic health concerns:

  • he has to be checked daily to ensure that he’s not impacted (kind of like being constipated, but at the point of expression rather than up in the intestines, and I get to clean him out if he is);
  • he seems to have some scarring on his lungs that makes it difficult for him to breathe;
  • due to his breathing difficulties he sometimes has trouble cleaning himself properly, which results in the cleaning fluid guinea pigs secrete in their eyes to spill all over the fur around his eyes and drying there; and
  • his grease gland needs to be checked to ensure that it’s not in danger of becoming infected.

Luther lives with his brother, George, in a nice big cage. They live happy guinea pig lives, eating veggies and pellets and hay and grass, and sleeping and chasing each other around the cage.

Luther’s health concerns are, as I said, chronic, which means that they aren’t going to get better. He will always have these conditions, and will always require the extra care I provide. George and Luther are also both five years old, so they are considered elderly; my job is to keep them comfortable and happy until that’s not possible anymore.

Flame is a tortoiseshell tabby, or torbie.Along with the guinea pigs, we have a cat, Flame, who is seven  years old. Flame was abused when she was younger and spent two years living in a home where the other cats hated her. When she came to us, she had licked all of the fur off her tummy and rear legs, as well as most of her front legs and part of her tail. She was eating a food for cats with allergies.

We aren’t sure if she really has allergies, because the “lick until there is no more fur” behaviour is common in cats who have allergies but also in cats who are incredibly stressed. Now that she is in a less stressful environment, her fur is growing back. Once her tummy has filled in we will take her to the vet and start working to find out if she is really allergic to some kind of food or if it was all just due to stress.

She is also very needy and wants to snuggle with anyone who has a lap. Her purr could shake the house!

Chronic conditions like those George has and the one Flame has can be disabling. But with appropriate care (checking Luther’s bum every day) and accommodations (Flame’s special diet, a less stressful environment) some of the effects can be ameliorated. That doesn’t mean they stop having these conditions, it just means their lives are happy ones and they can do the things they need/want to do without so much difficulty.