Every website,every discussion,every interview about Sensory Processing Disorder is an opportunity to answer the question for someone,somewhere,who has been wondering all their life,“What’s wrong with me?”

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Organization or Obsession?

Visual System using PostIts

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What happens when a person is unable to adequately filter or sort sensory information from her environment?

She spends a lot of time feeling threatened.

Not emotionally threatened but physically threatened. Her body reacts to sensory input. She can tell herself,“You’re fine,relax.” Other people can tell her. But all the emotional soothing in the world can’t change the fact that,when she is in a sensory intense environment,stress hormones are being released into her bloodstream and her central nervous system is reacting. She is growing increasingly more uncomfortable and if she doesn’t control her exposure she is

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Where am I?

Lost

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What an odd thing it is to lack a sense that most people take for granted. I can get lost anywhere. When navigating in a new setting,to get back from where I was requires that I memorize a string of left/right directions and/or visual cues. When I am at someone’s house for the first time,I risk horrible embarrassment when they find me wandering the wrong way down the hall,attempting to navigate my return from the bathroom.

I didn’t give this quirk a lot of thought when I was a kid. I just simply believed people when they

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Motion Sickness

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As a child,I suffered severe motion sickness. This presented a problem for my mother who was known to wake up any morning and (preschooler in tow) spontaneously drive across the country in her Mercury.

When I was four, Janie discovered Dramamine.  Since I couldn’t swallow a pill and chewing it was out of the question,she crushed the vile yellow powder in a spoonful of water. Car loaded with overnight bags and five hundred miles worth of Cokes, Janie stood in front of me with the watery spoonful of Dramamine in one hand and a cookie in the other.

“Come on,” she’d

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Random Design Flaws?

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Symptoms like motion sickness and no sense of direction sound like random design flaws. However,in the context of Sensory Processing Disorder,they fit like pieces in a cognitive puzzle.

My Dyspraxia

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Dyspraxia comes in two flavors. I have experience with both:

Physical: If you are graceful,it is because you practiced your moves. You,early on,sucked more than most people at sports. People on the playground made fun of you. You may have to work hard for physical confidence because quite often,when you needed it the most,your body betrayed you.

Mental:You may have a hard time carrying out an unfamiliar plan.

Behind you is most likely a trail of unfinished projects.

If you have accomplished anything substantial,it is because you developed systems for finding and remembering

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Buying the New Prius

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Buying Prius 2 is a four part story. It illustrates the light and dark side,maybe even a green,blue and red side, of living inside a “sensational” body. Lightly, I hope,it touches upon sensory over-responsivity,and sensory-based motor disorder.

The moral of the story – if you inhabit a sensational body,venturing outside of routine is a time to take very special care of yourself.

Prius part2 –Leaving Home

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I couldn’t navigate successfully into Friday. I forgot key components of my morning ritual. Every time I sat down at my computer I remembered something important and had to get out of my chair. I was in a state of irritable hypo-mania. We still had the car negotiation hanging over us. Watson was desperate to complete the deal since the AC in the pickup bit the dust a few days ago,just as Houston’s little cold snap retreated. Our pea soup air was scheduled to warm into the 80’s.

“Dripping sweat does not make a good impression on my clients,” Watson said

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Prius part3 –Navigation

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Driving can replenish my energy or deplete it,depending on the circumstances of the trip and the road. On this day,the goddess of the adventure smiled upon me. Navigating Prius 1 through the streets of Houston had the feel of roller-blading or mountain biking;proprioceptive delight flooded my nervous system. I felt up to the challenge of this day. The feeling had eluded me all morning,but I had it now,driving,and the pleasure of having captured it made me smile.

I arrived in the parking lot with ten minutes to spare. How that happened seemed like a

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