Today’s challenge will be to find a pet food store. They seem to be everywhere when I’m out walking, but now, when I need to find one close to my hotel, they seem to be miles away. Looking for directions on line, there were lots of “take the stairs”, with multiple left hand turns; visually, it looks like a straight line. I counted 12 road name changes before crossing the River Liffey, which runs through the middle of the city, about halfway to my end point.
I’m growing concerned about my American prescriptions, and am feeling frustrated all over again with the last doctor I saw in Connecticut, who was trying to convince me that ADD was an American disease. She was sure that once I reached Belfast, I would relax, and wouldn’t need adderal anymore; she didn’t follow through with calling the pharmacy to approve my adderal prescription before I had to leave, and now I’m overseas with out it.
I know my stress around the last minute maneuvers to obtain my visa were due, in part, by my misunderstanding of directions and my fleeting ability to focus on what I was expected to do. I can work and keep children safe when I don’t take my adderal, but everyday organization is challenging for me, and real attentional issues impact my ability to function at my best.
Reflecting on all of this, I hope I’m able to recall just how frustrated and concerned I am, and keep this in mind when I speak with families about their children, and how they might be feeling unheard, too.
But now, it’s off to find food for my furry companion!
Brooklyn to Belfast 
I will call the doctor’s office first thing on Monday . Hopefully she called the insurance company and straightened out all of this, as she should have done to begin with. American disease, what a complete twit. So good luck with your directions. Maybe Dublin is like Edenburgh, you spend more time climbing up and down stairs than walking straight. Good thing your young and fit. Regardless, enjoy your adventure, Phryne too.
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I’ll keep you posted, for sure! xo
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