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If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya
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If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya
What about it would you like to know? Severe Traumatic Brain injury (either from a blow or a fever) can cause ADHD like symptoms that can be treated in a manner similar to ADHD. — Nessa — If nothing ever sticks to TEFLON, how do they make TEFLON stick to the pan? www.bestpages.com/nessa
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Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories. Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events.
Mark, I can remember the night my brother was born. I was 3 1/2. It was nothing that was told to me since everyone but my aunt who was with me and never talked to me about it due to an estrangement for many many years told me I couldn’t possibly remember that. After my aunt confirmed my recall, the family admitted it must be a true memory. Both Slugboy and his brother remember nursing. Since older brother was about 4 1/4 when he was weaned that seems reasonable to me but Slugboy was weaned around age 3. One day shortly after I moved into my house I was riding in the car with my parents in the front and I was in the back with the kids. Slugboy all 4 years of him turns to me sweetly and in the most delightful voice asks: "mommy do you remember when we lived in the ‘ba-bart-ment’ and I sucked at your breast? I thought poor POP-POP was gonna drive right off the road… although he admits he can’t recall when mommy and daddy ever lived together… sometimes I think it’s better that way…. — Nessa — If nothing ever sticks to TEFLON, how do they make TEFLON stick to the pan? www.bestpages.com/nessa
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I was shaken as a young child 3-6 years old maybe 3 or 4 times that can remember. Two of them vividly. They left me foggy and with a dull ache.
Tanya, When experts are talking about TBI they tend to mean things like coma (my husband has a TBI caused from a car accident and the subsequent 3 day coma or severe head injury. I had a fever as a baby I ran 106 fever for 3 days and my parents were told I was not going to survive. What happened was that my ADD became ADHD due to injury as well as the temporal lobe mood disorder and the chronic chemical imbalances. What other symptoms to you have? http://www.mindbraindoctor.com/ If you email him tell him Nessa sent you to his site. Is the website of one of the best neuropsychiatrists I know. He specializes in TBI and mild head injury as well as ADHD (which he clearly states he feels is often misdiagnoised. — Nessa — If nothing ever sticks to TEFLON, how do they make TEFLON stick to the pan? www.bestpages.com/nessa
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I was curious to know if the course of the injury was the same as the disorder uh….if it at some point the effect of the injury would change with age or if other symptoms might occurr, if it were in fact possible acquire attention deficits by being shaken. Things are difficult for me right now.
My understanding is that people with TBI (like my DH) will get worse with age. Sometimes they are very resistant to meds. In fact DH only responds to Dexoxyn which happily they will start making shortly. I don’t think that you can aquire attention deficits by being shaken. ADHD would have to be something that is basically from birth but the symptoms would have to be noticed before the age of 7. Aquired Attention Deficit Syndrome would occur from an injury. You say things are difficult right now and that you are 30. Things with my parents were horrid when I was 30 and then again at 35. As I got healthy, my relationship with my parents changed a lot and in some ways it got better but in other ways it got worse. Unfortunately I will never know what might have been with my mom. She died 5 years ago this month. Have things suddenly gotten worse? Have their been any changes recently? Environment, work, home, hormones, stress, school, kids, pets, money… all of those things can cause problems to seem worse to actually get worse. feel free to email me if you don’t want to discuss it in public. I can tell you are suffering and I would like to be able to help with understanding and support if not the right answers. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya What about it would you like to know? Severe Traumatic Brain injury (either from a blow or a fever) can cause ADHD like symptoms that can be treated in a manner similar to ADHD. — Nessa — If nothing ever sticks to TEFLON, how do they make TEFLON stick to the pan? www.bestpages.com/nessa
– Nessa — does fuzzy logic tickle
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Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories. Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events.
I understand what you mean here, and agree with it, but is it possible to have flashes of memories from a young age? I had a flash of a memory, of a literal rag top car. A small, sportscar type convertible with a patched together rag top. Sitting in the driveway of our house in Detroit. We moved from that house when I was 4. I vividly remembered the car, and described it to my dad, who at first didn’t remember it at all, then recalled his cousin coming down from Marine City in his old Corvette….and it had a rag top like I described. I don’t have a good memory of my childhood in general, too many things that should be forgotten there. — Ann
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If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya
Attentional dysfunction is one of the hallmarks of traumatic brain injury. Unless there was also attentional dysfunction as a child, this is not ADHD. — "I’ll remind you that men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction. Put another way, in general, bad people do evil things; good people do good things. But, it takes religion to make a good person do something really bad." –Jill Tarter, member of SETI http://members.mint.net/mdmpsyd for e-mail replies, remove the obvious
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I was shaken as a young child 3-6 years old maybe 3 or 4 times that can remember. Two of them vividly. They left me foggy and with a dull ache. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya Attentional dysfunction is one of the hallmarks of traumatic brain injury. Unless there was also attentional dysfunction as a child, this is not ADHD. — "I’ll remind you that men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction. Put another way, in general, bad people do evil things; good people do good things. But, it takes religion to make a good person do something really bad." –Jill Tarter, member of SETI http://members.mint.net/mdmpsyd for e-mail replies, remove the obvious
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I was shaken as a young child 3-6 years old maybe 3 or 4 times that can remember. Two of them vividly. They left me foggy and with a dull ache.
Brain trauma would be possible but not exceptionally probable. In shaken baby syndrom you get damage to the brain stem. That regulates breathing, heart rate, etc. and would be very unlikely to be survived. I wouldn’t expect ADHD to result. At that age there’s still cortical plasticity (healthy parts of the brain take over the functions of the damaged areas). Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories. Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya Attentional dysfunction is one of the hallmarks of traumatic brain injury. Unless there was also attentional dysfunction as a child, this is not ADHD. — "I’ll remind you that men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction. Put another way, in general, bad people do evil things; good people do good things. But, it takes religion to make a good person do something really bad." –Jill Tarter, member of SETI http://members.mint.net/mdmpsyd for e-mail replies, remove the obvious
– "I’ll remind you that men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction. Put another way, in general, bad people do evil things; good people do good things. But, it takes religion to make a good person do something really bad." –Jill Tarter, member of SETI http://members.mint.net/mdmpsyd
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wow, didn’t know that about age and memories hubby is a M.Ed Psy- says you’re right. Although I do remember before age six – nursery school age, maybe…. I was abused, mostly verbally sometimes physically, as a child. I’m 30 and since I haven’t had relationship with my parents for for nearly 10 yrs, trying to *put the pieces together* can be difficult. Thanks for answering my post. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I was shaken as a young child 3-6 years old maybe 3 or 4 times that can remember. Two of them vividly. They left me foggy and with a dull ache. Brain trauma would be possible but not exceptionally probable. In shaken baby syndrom you get damage to the brain stem. That regulates breathing, heart rate, etc. and would be very unlikely to be survived. I wouldn’t expect ADHD to result. At that age there’s still cortical plasticity (healthy parts of the brain take over the functions of the damaged areas). Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories. Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events. If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya Attentional dysfunction is one of the hallmarks of traumatic brain injury. Unless there was also attentional dysfunction as a child, this is not ADHD. — "I’ll remind you that men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction. Put another way, in general, bad people do evil things; good people do good things. But, it takes religion to make a good person do something really bad." –Jill Tarter, member of SETI http://members.mint.net/mdmpsyd for e-mail replies, remove the obvious — "I’ll remind you that men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction. Put another way, in general, bad people do evil things; good people do good things. But, it takes religion to make a good person do something really bad." –Jill Tarter, member of SETI http://members.mint.net/mdmpsyd
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[...] Boy, Christopher, different issues, but you’re childhood sounds Been there too?
Oh, yea. My parents were a trip. They did, however, stay married; don’t know why, but in the end it was a good thing, my mother cared lovingly for my father in his last months. Being woken up in the middle of the night many times, with them brawling downstairs, did a number on my little head. Never mind the numerous characters that came and went throughout our lives. Never a dull moment (but how I prayed for dull moments). — Ann
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And my 8 yo remembers some AMAZING things from that time period.
I noticed when my children were younger how amazing their memories were. That seems to die down, though, I think because as they get more and more involved in both their school education and learning about life in general, things get shoved back into corners and crevices to make room for new experiences. The memories are there, but get put into other, less accessible parts of the brain. Suddenly something triggers the memory, and it flashes back into the forefront for a moment. At least that’s how it seems to work around here. — Ann
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Here’s another 2 memories I can actually put a year on: 1963. I was three years old. My mom is exactly 30 years older than me. She had a hysterectomy due to a massive fibroid. When she told me that she had to go to the hospital to have her uterus removed,of course I asked her what a uterus was. She explained it was part of her "baby-making equipment" and that she had a big lump on it. I played with some boys who lived in the house next door whom I simply referred to as "the three little boys", and I remember going to their house and telling their mom that my mom was going to have her baby-making equipment removed. I also remember the day I went over to play with my mother, and I could tell the boys’ mom had been crying. I was escorted out of the room along with the brothers while the two women had a private talk. Several days later the family quickly and unceremoniously vacated the house and we never saw nor heard from them again. It so happened that the father was in to deep you -know- what from a gambling debt. The end. Oh,and back to baby-making equipment;on the way home from the hospital , my Dad , brother ,sister and I sprung the news to my mother that in her absence, we had adopted an almost full-grown mutt at the animal shelter . She was less than thrilled ,having never been a pet lover….She always says that she prefers nature to be outdoors… I also remember when she showed me her stitches. So although this thread no longer seems to be about head trauma causing ADD, it does seem to be about ADD and some of life’s earlier traumas,and memories. I have 2 questions: 1. If so many of us have such detailed, early memories, why is it said that ADDers are not ‘detail-oriented’? 2. I wonder if we have more of these early memories than some other non-ADD ers? Any thoughts? Judy
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I know this has gotten completely off topic,and the worms are now crawling all over the floor with this post . However , I can’t resist. I have *many* flashes of memories from as early as age two when I hobbled around with a broken leg . I fell from a slide in the backyard. I remember the fear walking downstairs after the cast was removed and the leg was weakened. Don’t remember the actual incident (surely repressed), but I remember the drive to the hospital after I fell on my metal sand shovel and ran it into the roof of my mouth (yup, metal — this was 1966). I was 18 mos. Also remember falling down the cellar steps holding my sock monkey and cutting ear on washing machine. Was under three. One more of being put back in the car on the road to grandma’s. Had to be VERY young, since I *remember* remembering this as a young child. For some reason it got mixed up with me and I used to relate it to being born and tell everyone I could remember *being borned.* From this perspective, it was probably during potty training (*STOP THE CAR!*). A few other flashes (and I wonder how many are reinforced by photos — I mean, when even a young child gets visual reinforcement of a recent event and the photo can recall all the sensory input of it, if it doesn’t imprint more strongly? Many of those early ones seem to be related to the photo activities) that are not so traumatic, but they are hazy. And my 8 yo remembers some AMAZING things from that time period. smoocher
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I am told there was an ugly scene with one of his girlfriends, but I don’t remember a thing about it.
Boy, Christopher, different issues, but you’re childhood sounds — Ann
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I know this has gotten completely off topic,and the worms are now crawling all over the floor with this post . However , I can’t resist. I have *many* flashes of memories from as early as age two when I hobbled around with a broken leg . I fell from a slide in the backyard. I remember the fear walking downstairs after the cast was removed and the leg was weakened.
Don’t remember the actual incident (surely repressed), but I remember the drive to the hospital after I fell on my metal sand shovel and ran it into the roof of my mouth (yup, metal — this was 1966). I was 18 mos. Also remember falling down the cellar steps holding my sock monkey and cutting ear on washing machine. Was under three. One more of being put back in the car on the road to grandma’s. Had to be VERY young, since I *remember* remembering this as a young child. For some reason it got mixed up with me and I used to relate it to being born and tell everyone I could remember *being borned.* From this perspective, it was probably during potty training (*STOP THE CAR!*). A few other flashes (and I wonder how many are reinforced by photos — I mean, when even a young child gets visual reinforcement of a recent event and the photo can recall all the sensory input of it, if it doesn’t imprint more strongly? Many of those early ones seem to be related to the photo activities) that are not so traumatic, but they are hazy. And my 8 yo remembers some AMAZING things from that time period. smoocher
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[...] Boy, Christopher, different issues, but you’re childhood sounds
Been there too? – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – — Ann
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – <snipped LOL… sitting on the foot of Mom’s bed with my little sister on Saturday mornings, watching "The Monkeys," "The Jackson 5," and "The Osmond Brothers." Climbing onto the top of Mom’s orange car with the white racing stripe with the twins from next door and Mom sticking her head out the apartment window to yell down at us to get off the roof of her car. Walking across the street to the playground with my little sister, playing on the merrygoround, yelling at the older kids to stop it because my sister was getting sick, then walking home with her, yelling over my shoulder that I was going to tell on them for making her sick. <snipped There is another very confused set of memories about how my father would yell at my younger brother. I remember horrible confusion because it made me angry how he hurt my brother. But he would say things like ‘why are you are so stupid, why can’t you act like your older brother’ (me). This was terrible, because I never thought my brother was stupid, but I liked being called smart, and I certainly didn’t want to provoke my father’s anger the way my brother did, but I didn’t think it was fair either. While I was spared the direct abuse that my brother (and mother) got, it was indirectly powerful. I also remember being told something about my parents not living together anymore when I was five.
<snipped I remember the exact layout of our apartment in Belvedeere. The living room was in the center of the apartment. All the other rooms, except the "porch" opened off this room. We were on the 2nd floor of a quadplex, on the left-hand side of the landing (if you were walking up the stairs from the ground floor). As you walked in the door from the landing, there were two bedrooms on the left, my parents and the one my sister and I shared. On the right was the kitchen/dining area and a 3rd bedroom, where my father’s niece, who babysat for us, stayed. She had moved from Kentucky to live with us there. The living room ran the entire length of the apartment. There were two windows at the end of the living room, with a phone table and phone between them. My father’s recliner was at other end of the living room, close to the entry door and the door to my parents’ bedroom. There was a tan couch along the wall between their bedroom door and the door to the bedroom my sister and I shared. I can remember putting a pillow on the floor in front of the couch and using the couch to balance myself as I tried standing on my head. I can remember my parents fighting, him knocking her across the living room, her getting up and getting in his face, never backing down. I can also remember the day she took my sister and me away from there. I remember we were sitting on his recliner, putting on our boots (the shiny red ones with the zippers up the sides). I remember looking up to see my cousin standing at the phone table by the windows. I remember her picking up the phone, looking out the window, and putting the phone back down. Mom never talked about that day, but when I was in my early twenties I was telling her about some of the things I remember. I mentioned remembering Darlene picking up the phone, looking out the window, and putting the phone back down. Mom got this funny look on her face and told me a bit more about that day. It seems that Darlene was going to call my father at work to tell him what was going on. Mom told Darlene that she could call after we left, but if she tried to call while we were still there, Mom would knock her out the window. My little mystery about what Darlene was doing was solved. — Light, Love, & Laughter, Kitten, Goddess of Mischief "Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this." – Anonymous "Just for today, do not worry; Just for today, do not anger; Earn your living honestly; Honor your parents, teachers and elders; Show gratitude for every living thing."- Dr. Mikao Usui Before you buy.
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Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories. Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events.
Since the can has been stirred, I’ll respond. In general you may be right, but a few memories of youth can survive. I personally vividly remember a few experiences from when I was 3, but these are just short flashes. I actually have a lot of memories from when I was 4 and 5 (I can even distinguish which year they are from because my parents moved shortly after I turned 5 so memories of the old house are 4, memories of the new house are 5) And about 5-6 years old and on, my memories are all about the same quality. — – Todd Rogers "I’ve been asked what I mean by word of honor. I will tell you. Place me behind prison walls – walls of stone ever so high, ever so thick, reaching ever so far into the ground – there is a possibility that in some way or another I may escape; but stand me on the floor and draw a chalk line around me and have me give my word of honor never to cross it. Can I get out of the circle? No. Never! I’d die first!" -Karl G. Maeser, Founder of Brigham Young University
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I know this has gotten completely off topic,and the worms are now crawling all over the floor with this post . However , I can’t resist. I have *many* flashes of memories from as early as age two when I hobbled around with a broken leg . I fell from a slide in the backyard. I remember the fear walking downstairs after the cast was removed and the leg was weakened. I have flashes of playing in my crib after waking from a nap. Pop-songs playing when I was 3: "The Hanky Panky"and "I Wanna Hold Your Hand",in my friend,Valerie’s mom’s Mustang car, and the fast Food place we were going to . My Parents did’nt play Pop music in our house -only Classical or occasionally Folk. I won’t bore you with more examples,but I could list quite a few. Oddly enough, I remember very little of kindergarden through Fifth grade. Those were not happy times for me educationally at least, nor much better in my home -life. There was some subtle emotional disfunction and psychological abuse. Perhaps my brain blocked out what was unpleasant in favor of what was either pleasant or at least novel; for example, I remember gimping from the broken leg-I don’t remember getting the actual injury. Well, what can I say –is liking an argument just because you know you can back it up with trivial evidence a hallmark of ADD? By the way, a moth landed on my minivan this morning and I had to chuckle…Its so fun to share inside jokes with people whom I’ve never met 
Judy "Did you ever fly a kite in bed? Did you ever walk with ten cats on your head? Did you ever milk this kind of cow? Well, we can do it .We know how. If you never did,you should. These things are fun and fun is good." Dr. Suess
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories. Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events. Since the can has been stirred, I’ll respond. In general you may be right, but a few memories of youth can survive. I personally vividly remember a few experiences from when I was 3, but these are just short flashes. I actually have a lot of memories from when I was 4 and 5 (I can even distinguish which year they are from because my parents moved shortly after I turned 5 so memories of the old house are 4, memories of the new house are 5) And about 5-6 years old and on, my memories are all about the same quality. — – Todd Rogers "I’ve been asked what I mean by word of honor. I will tell you. Place me behind prison walls – walls of stone ever so high, ever so thick, reaching ever so far into the ground – there is a possibility that in some way or another I may escape; but stand me on the floor and draw a chalk line around me and have me give my word of honor never to cross it. Can I get out of the circle? No. Never! I’d die first!" -Karl G. Maeser, Founder of Brigham Young University
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories. Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events. Mark, I can remember the night my brother was born. I was 3 1/2. It was nothing that was told to me since everyone but my aunt who was with me and never talked to me about it due to an estrangement for many many years told me I couldn’t possibly remember that. After my aunt confirmed my recall, the family admitted it must be a true memory.
My mom and dad were divorced when I was six months old. He never came around after that. Oddly enough, I do have a memory of him. I remember being little and digging in a drawer full of potholders. I pulled out one with an indians chiefs head on it. And he came over and took it away from me. That’s the only memory I have of him, and I didn’t think it was possible for me to remember something from when I was so young. Although, that’s my only memory of him since he died when I was fourteen and I never got to meet him. I always wondered if that had something to do with it. Dami
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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I know this has gotten completely off topic,and the worms are now crawling all over the floor with this post . However , I can’t resist. I have *many* flashes of memories from as early as age two when I hobbled around with a broken leg . I fell from a slide in the backyard. I remember the fear walking downstairs after the cast was removed and the leg was weakened. I have flashes of playing in my crib after waking from a nap. Pop-songs playing when I was 3: "The Hanky Panky"and "I Wanna Hold Your Hand",in my friend,Valerie’s mom’s Mustang car, and the fast Food place we were going to . My Parents did’nt play Pop music in our house -only Classical or occasionally Folk. I won’t bore you with more examples,but I could list quite a few.
LOL… sitting on the foot of Mom’s bed with my little sister on Saturday mornings, watching "The Monkeys," "The Jackson 5," and "The Osmond Brothers." Climbing onto the top of Mom’s orange car with the white racing stripe with the twins from next door and Mom sticking her head out the apartment window to yell down at us to get off the roof of her car. Walking across the street to the playground with my little sister, playing on the merrygoround, yelling at the older kids to stop it because my sister was getting sick, then walking home with her, yelling over my shoulder that I was going to tell on them for making her sick. — Light, Love, & Laughter, Kitten, Goddess of Mischief "Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this." – Anonymous "Just for today, do not worry; Just for today, do not anger; Earn your living honestly; Honor your parents, teachers and elders; Show gratitude for every living thing."- Dr. Mikao Usui Before you buy.
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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I know this has gotten completely off topic,and the worms are now crawling all over the floor with this post . However , I can’t resist. I have *many* flashes of memories from as early as age two when I hobbled around with a broken leg . I fell from a slide in the backyard. I remember the fear walking downstairs after the cast was removed and the leg was weakened. I have flashes of playing in my crib after waking from a nap. Pop-songs playing when I was 3: "The Hanky Panky"and "I Wanna Hold Your Hand",in my friend,Valerie’s mom’s Mustang car, and the fast Food place we were going to . My Parents did’nt play Pop music in our house -only Classical or occasionally Folk. I won’t bore you with more examples,but I could list quite a few. LOL… sitting on the foot of Mom’s bed with my little sister on Saturday mornings, watching "The Monkeys," "The Jackson 5," and "The Osmond Brothers." Climbing onto the top of Mom’s orange car with the white racing stripe with the twins from next door and Mom sticking her head out the apartment window to yell down at us to get off the roof of her car. Walking across the street to the playground with my little sister, playing on the merrygoround, yelling at the older kids to stop it because my sister was getting sick, then walking home with her, yelling over my shoulder that I was going to tell on them for making her sick.
I remember going through the corridors in the basement of Mass General Hospital where my father was working as a resident in some sort of a laboratory. For some reason pukey institutional green walls stand out in that memory. He gave me a test tube with a teaspoon of mercury in it. We brought that home and from time to time mother would let us pour it into a plate and poke it to see how it moved around. (I would never let my children play with such an extremely dangerous chemical that way!!!) He gave himself insulin injections each morning, and I remember seeing that many times, while my parents were together. There is another very confused set of memories about how my father would yell at my younger brother. I remember horrible confusion because it made me angry how he hurt my brother. But he would say things like ‘why are you are so stupid, why can’t you act like your older brother’ (me). This was terrible, because I never thought my brother was stupid, but I liked being called smart, and I certainly didn’t want to provoke my father’s anger the way my brother did, but I didn’t think it was fair either. While I was spared the direct abuse that my brother (and mother) got, it was indirectly powerful. I also remember being told something about my parents not living together anymore when I was five. Then I was told that I would visit my father once a week; I was happy, because that meant I would actually see him on a much more regular basis that I had ever been used to. I think I remember being annoyed that so many of these decisions about my life were made without anyone asking my opinion, but I am not sure about that memory. I would search his medical bag for interesting instruments. I learned how to inspect ear drums before I was 8, and how to clean wax out of deep inside the ear canal using a magnifying scope and probes (technically a surgical technique). Somewhat later, I remember going to his office almost every time he was on call. One time there was an emergency with a baby on Saturday night. Some woman brought her baby to the office. Normally, I had to wait in the waiting room and get bored to death, but this time he needed me to come into the examining room and hold the baby still, so he could get a blood sample while the mother was retching in the bathroom… I also remember a stack of magazines that he kept in his apartment when I was 7 or 8. They had interesting pictures that would unfold in the middle of each month’s issue… I am told there was an ugly scene with one of his girlfriends, but I don’t remember a thing about it. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – — Light, Love, & Laughter, Kitten, Goddess of Mischief "Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this." – Anonymous "Just for today, do not worry; Just for today, do not anger; Earn your living honestly; Honor your parents, teachers and elders; Show gratitude for every living thing."- Dr. Mikao Usui Before you buy.
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I was curious to know if the course of the injury was the same as the disorder uh….if it at some point the effect of the injury would change with age or if other symptoms might occurr, if it were in fact possible acquire attention deficits by being shaken. Things are difficult for me right now. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – If anyone has heard about this from a reputable source I would like to hear from them. Thanks, Tanya What about it would you like to know? Severe Traumatic Brain injury (either from a blow or a fever) can cause ADHD like symptoms that can be treated in a manner similar to ADHD. — Nessa — If nothing ever sticks to TEFLON, how do they make TEFLON stick to the pan? www.bestpages.com/nessa
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<snipped Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories.
Sorry, but *I* remember things from age 3 and 4. My mother didn’t know about the things I remember until I was grown, but when I asked her about what I remember, she verified it. I can even remember the exact floorplan of the apartment where we lived at the time, the two sets of neighbors we had while living there, how to get to the neighborhood park, a trip we took to get a puppy, the location of the doghouse where the puppy lived in our back yard, riding my tricycle in the screened-in back porch, etc. This was all during approximately a year and a half when we lived in Belvedeere (sp?), Illinois. All the rest of my childhood we lived around my grandparents’ farm. My mother remembers things from when she was even younger than that. — Light, Love, & Laughter, Kitten, Goddess of Mischief "Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this." – Anonymous "Just for today, do not worry; Just for today, do not anger; Earn your living honestly; Honor your parents, teachers and elders; Show gratitude for every living thing."- Dr. Mikao Usui Before you buy.
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[...] Not wanting to stir up a can of worms but 3 years old is too young to be able to recall memories.
I am quite sure I remember one image from preschool before I was 4, and another of the window of the bedroom in my Aunt’s house where I stayed when my brother was born. I was not quite 3 at that time. I think the latter is not actually from that time, but is a memory of returning to the room at a later date and finding it to be very familiar and meaningful. While I do not have a lot of childhood memories, I think two come from before I was 4. I also have some memories of my father, mother and myself in bed together. This must have been while I was 4 or 5, since they were divorced when I was 6. My brother also has memories of father at home, and he was only 3 or 4 when he left. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Frontal lobes are not fully developed at that time and the data are unlikely to get stored much less retrieved later. 6 years is inside the window of possibility but it’s also hard to discriminate memories of events from memories of being told of the events.
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