Today I attended a conference at Monona Terrace (designed by Frank Lloyd Wright in 1938). (Built in 1997, 38 years after Wright’s death). (Home of Michael Feldman’s Whad’ya Know?) (I had to look up these facts, I don’t know these things). Anyway, it was a conference on various medical aspects related to the aging process, featuring a cast of reknowned doctors and scientists. I could stumble through a recap of things I had learned about aging, but instead, here are some very concrete thigns that I learned about myself today:
1.) I have ADD as bad as the next Millenial.
2.) I exist, for the most part, in an entirely different universe from most doctors and scientists. Up until recently I would have said this was because I was uninsured, and a doctor was something as exotic as a snake charmer as far as I was concerned. But today I realized that there is this entire realm of intelligence, of incredible research and scholarship, and in comparison I am prone to feel very stupid. I know that I’m not stupid, but sometimes, only sometimes, science has the power to make me feel like I am.
Did I ever mention here that I would have had a perfect GPA in high school if not but for one crummy semester of Chemistry?
Also, it is driving me crazy. KT–reveal yourself! I can’t figure out who you are!