Inspired by the fact that we’re studying autism in class right now, and with my pseudo-diagnosis of Asperger’s in Fall 2007 (wow, that was a long time ago), I went off in search of the questionnaires we’ve been talking about in my class. I found one for adults: The Autism-Spectrum Quotient (AQ) Questionnaire.
Here’s my score:
Agree: 2,4,5,6,7,9,12,13,16,18,19,22,23,26,33,39,41,42,43,46: 1 point
Disagree: 1,10,11,14,15,17,24,25,28,29,30,32,34,37,38,44,47,50: 1 point
The “line” is drawn at 32. Huh.
I didn’t take anything like this when I was talking to the ADD coach who ultimately suggested that Asperger’s wouldn’t be that far off of a diagnosis for me – I took her words at face value and began doing my own research in the only way I know how: to read about other people who are dealing with it. I’ve found many similarities, but I’ve found differences, too, mostly in terms of my abilities with reading people, which I’ve become really good at over the years. If I couldn’t read people, I would have scored several points higher on that assessment.
So it’s still not that far off – and when I’m stressed, I’ve noticed that my ability to multi-task goes waaaaaay down. If I see anything move while I’m talking, I lose my train of thought, though I can reclaim it by repeating the last thing I think I said (y’all, this is embarrassing as hell, by the way). If someone tries to talk to me while I’m speaking…if I’m interrupted, particularly by something unrelated…then you might as well just stop talking to me altogether, because it could be several minutes before I even remember what it was I was talking about.
Then again, sleep deprivation causes this, too. And we all know I’ve had a monopoly on THAT situation for some time.
So, until I get some official word or actually scrounge up the money to visit a specialist who can tell me what’s going on, I will continue to do what I’ve been doing for the past 2 years, which is to basically ignore it while still collecting information, both about myself and others, so that I can keep assessing whether I should even bother trying to figure it out. So far, the answer to that is still “yeah, probably”. When it becomes “yes”, I’ll get worried – until then, well…I’ll just have to be weird and bore the hell out of people.