ADULTING WITH FASD
Ok, we have ALL heard it. Either from your cell phone, or your Garmin. You think you are following the directions being told to you, but then you hear it. Sometimes it is a woman's voice, sometimes a man's. Sometimes they have an accent. "Rerouting, Rerouting..." Dammit. I swear I was going the way the GPS told me! So, I have heard Rerouting SO many times, I think I have the voice down to a science. Maybe when I retire this will be my side gig. The voice of GPS.
I have a brain disorder. This makes me more susceptible to GPS-Garmin-Cell Phone lady. OH YES. Now, while many people hear this phrase when attempting to go to a new place, I am notorious for "Rerouting, Rerouting" coming over my phone as I attempt to leave the parking lot of my children's Tae Kwon Do Dojo. A place I have driven to and from many times, sometimes three times a week! Some days my brain remembers and I turn the right way home, but sometimes I turn the wrong way. With an FASD brain, we tend to forget things we have practiced many times. I honestly don't know where I would be without GPS. If GPS could have emotion in her voice though, I think she would sound extremely irritated. Rightfully so.
Just tonight I was in the mall with my youngest. They had started locking the stores down, because the mall was closing. I went into panic mode, because I did not know how to get out of JC Penny back into the mall. I went up to a clerk and asked in a panicked tone, "Can you unlock the door to the mall? I have no idea how to find my car if I have to go around the building outside!" The lady stared at me, and without blinking, told me, "No, but you can go over there and down the hallway then turn again and there is a door to the mall." I had no idea where she was gesturing to. My heart started to speed up. Thank goodness my 9 year old was with me and I took his lead. We made it back to the inside of the mall, and from there I was surprisingly able to backtrack to the car. I think the fact I had been to the mall every day since Sunday AND had parked in the same lot helped me to not get lost this time. It is a crap shoot, really. I could have still not known where I had parked the car. I never know what my brain will remember, or when. I have had many detours in my life due to getting lost. If you ever want to go on a driving adventure with a chance to see new places, or maybe places I had JUST driven through minutes before, come along with me. I promise to make you laugh, and possibly open the car door and jump out, knowing you have a better chance of finding your way home on foot. #FASD
I am an adult living with aFetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorder. As an adult with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, I am constantly searching for sites that share in my quirkiness, and answer my questions i have about adults living on the spectrum. Take a peek at my blogs! They describe daily quirks, and ideas for parents, educators, children and adults living with FASDs.