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Thursday, Mar 11th 2010

Lost Again? Blame Your Genes

authored by Sheryl Kraft

Throughout my life I’ve feared going anywhere new and unknown because of my apprehension of getting lost. And getting lost is way stressful. Of course, I don’t let this stop me – I just go armed with lots of anxiety plus detailed directions AND use of my GPS (if I take my car) – which gets me even more confused, somehow. You’d think it would have been custom-designed for people like me, but somehow that voice commanding me to go left, right, bear left and make a slight right at the next intersection makes me want to smash the darn thing.

But lost I get. I even managed to get lost last week coming out of a theater in New York – a city I know like the back of my hand, having lived there for so many years. I emerged from the doors of the theater not knowing which way to turn to head back to the train station. Suddenly the pleasant memories of the show were replaced by the anxiety of feeling so utterly confused.  So I did what any lost soul would do: I asked a street vendor – a street vendor! – to point me east. Oh, those tourists, he no doubt muttered, in whichever language he spoke. Talk about feeling like a stranger in your own land.

 You may be asking what this has to do with happiness, a subject I promised I’d be focusing on for the next few weeks. I’ll tell you what: I am ecstatic right now (that’s happiness times one hundred, I suppose) at this bit of new research: it’s not me: it’s my genes!

This Matters> Researchers have found a genetic disorder (named Williams syndrome) which causes disorientation among us unlucky lost souls. What’s basic to some people (like my husband and sons, who can go to a foreign country and maneuver around as if they’ve lived there all their lives) is actually genetically impossible for people like me. This syndrome is rare (affecting only one in 7,500 people), and translates into having trouble with skills like doing puzzles or copying patterns or navigating your body through the physical world. It’s no wonder I feel like a spinning top whenever I’m challenged with getting anywhere.

How does this help me? Is there something I can take to make up for this wayward chromosome? No.

But the next time I wonder where in the world I am,  I won’t blame myself by thinking I’m stupid, dense or clueless…or feel too embarrassed to tell someone that the reason I’m an hour late getting to their house (which I’ve been to dozens of times) is because I took a wrong turn.

I can blame someone else; that small amount of genetic material that is missing from one of my chromosomes. Who knows? It may have gotten lost along the way.

Do you get easily lost and confused? Or are you lucky to possess an uncanny sense of direction? Maybe you can offer some pointers!

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Mar 24, 2010 18:Mar 6 | Isabelle said

I can also get lost and I

I can also get lost and I embarrass myself most when I make the same wrong
turns at the same place that I was lost at, last week.

Mar 17, 2010 19:Mar 7 | Meredith said

I used to drive a lot as a

I used to drive a lot as a home health LCSW and learned how to read a Thomas Bros. guide pretty well. Still, I accepted that getting a bit out of the way (lost) was part of the territory sometimes. I'd find my way if I just relaxed.

Mar 15, 2010 19:Mar 7 | Claudine said

Direction-giver

I must "look" like I know where I'm going. No matter where I go people stop me and ask me for directions. In NYC, on the subway, out of town, on Long Island, WHILE RUNNING in brutal heat and gasping for air, people will stop me and say, "do you know how to get to..."

I usually do--but isn't it strange that strangers know that I know?

Mar 12, 2010 19:Mar 7 | rosalba gordon said

I got to Connecticut 11 years

I got to Connecticut 11 years ago, and every time that I tried to get to somewere I got lost. My little nice and my 12 years son (always whit me) got to use it! and we made the best of it!-laughing and descovering new roads all the time. Now I know my way arround pretty well, buy very often I take unknown streets just to see were it'll take me... it is a sense of aventure that I enjoy very much.
Rosalba

Mar 15, 2010 11:Mar 11 | Sheryl said

Rosalba - I applaud your

Rosalba - I applaud your attitude. Looking at getting lost with a sense of adventure rather than as upsetting is a wonderful way to look at it! I'll have to try this for myself.

Mar 12, 2010 17:Mar 5 | Kris said

Only 1 in 7500?

I am a lost soul. I always, always lose my car in parking lots, go out the wrong door from a shopping center, or end up on the backside of nowhere. Is it genetic? I don't know; I'd feel better if it were, but I think in part it's just that I'm not paying attention to what I'm doing. I also think we've gotten so busy that we've lost track of our surroundings. I read once about a Native American who said that if the sun rose in the west one day, most people would not even notice. So true, I think.

Mar 15, 2010 11:Mar 11 | Sheryl said

Oh, Kris, how funny! We are

Oh, Kris, how funny! We are of the same ilk. I realize that it sometimes is because I don't pay attention; but even when I really concentrate on my surroundings, I just don't get the right *feeling* about where I am. It takes a LOT of effort not to get lost - yet somehow, I always do...

Mar 12, 2010 14:Mar 2 | ruth pennebaker said

directions

I *do* think NYC can be really disorienting -- especially when you get off the subway in a new part of town. And my goal in life is to somehow master Greenwich Village, the most confusing part of this town.

Mar 15, 2010 11:Mar 11 | Sheryl said

Yes, Ruth, agreed- Greenwich

Yes, Ruth, agreed- Greenwich Village is a maze unto itself!

Mar 12, 2010 12:Mar 12 | Nancy Monson said

I have an okay sense of

I have an okay sense of direction. Coming out of the subway in NY often blows it off course. But I don't worry too much about getting lost. Guess I don't have that gene!

Funny story: My mother, who has NO sense of direction, was once asked by a blind man for directions in NYC and gave them...only to realize a block away she'd told him to go the wrong way!

Mar 15, 2010 11:Mar 11 | Sheryl said

Nancy -Your story about your

Nancy -Your story about your mother and the blind man made me chuckle. I hope he found his way!

Mar 12, 2010 12:Mar 12 | Roxanne @ Champion of My Heart said

We went to a huge home/garden

We went to a huge home/garden show at the convention center recently, and each time we finished walking down an exhibit hall aisle, I got completely "lost." I guess it's because everything looked the same and there were pathways running up and down and across, but my DH could NOT stop laughing at me for getting turned around. I guess I should have noted some kind of touch point in the room to help me get my footing.

Then, again, I'm the one that did NOT get panicked during our scuba test when we had to navigate when visibility in the water was low. DH truly didn't know which was was UP, but I knew exactly where we were.

We've since developed an underwater charades signal that means I'm confused.

Mar 12, 2010 10:Mar 10 | Susan Johnston said

It's funny because the men in

It's funny because the men in my family are very directionally-oriented and my Mom and I are not. My boyfriend has awful with his GPS! She can't navigate the city very well (Boston is tough because the streets don't make sense), so we decided to name her Gretchen and yell at her when she steers us wrong!

Mar 12, 2010 13:Mar 1 | Sheryl said

I like that, Susan; Gretchen.

I like that, Susan; Gretchen. I'll bet she gets yelled at a lot :)

Mar 12, 2010 00:Mar 12 | Jennifer Margulis said

I never thought my bad sense

I never thought my bad sense of direction could be genetic. This is so interesting! I actually don't get lost very often but I find I'm pretty challenged when it comes to "sensing" which direction to go.

Mar 12, 2010 13:Mar 1 | Sheryl said

Jennifer, whenever I try to

Jennifer, whenever I try to "sense" the direction to go in, I always do the opposite of what I "feel" - and that usually works!

Mar 11, 2010 21:Mar 9 | Alisa Bowman said

I think the reason that men

I think the reason that men never ask for directions is that they never believe they are lost. We ask for directions because we always think we are lost, even when we aren't.

Mar 11, 2010 21:Mar 9 | Donna Hull said

I'm lucky enough to have a

I'm lucky enough to have a great sense of direction. This may sound odd, but once I've been there, I can "feel" my way back. My new smartphone has a GPS that talks to me. I like it.

Mar 12, 2010 13:Mar 1 | Sheryl said

Donna, I'd LOVE a phone with

Donna, I'd LOVE a phone with a GPS - that would definitely help solve all my subway/street directional inabilities!

Mar 11, 2010 18:Mar 6 | sarah henry said

So there's a syndrome for

So there's a syndrome for what afflicts me? Who knew?

Just glad it's something I did not pass on to my son who has an excellent sense of direction & from a very young age, just like his dad.

My car is as old as my kid, so no GPS. But mapquest has helped take the stress out of getting somewhere new.

Mar 11, 2010 17:Mar 5 | Alexandra said

I always wondered why some

I always wondered why some people are so clueless about orientation and have no sense of direction. Now I know it's genes. Thanks.

Mar 11, 2010 17:Mar 5 | MyKidsEatSquid said

I think it may have more to

I think it may have more to do with your genes in other ways too. I've read research that men (so your hubby and sons) are better at finding their way around than women. But women are better at more in-depth navigations (think items in the fridge). Who knows...maybe you were just having an off night?

I've taken to filling up the notes section in my iPhone when I fear I might get lost/forget something.

Mar 12, 2010 13:Mar 1 | Sheryl said

Well, maybe that's so,

Well, maybe that's so, although I DO know many women who are much better equipped to deal with getting places than me!
Using the notes section of your phone is a good tip.

Mar 11, 2010 16:Mar 4 | Almost Slowfood said

Huh, I'll have to tell my

Huh, I'll have to tell my mother and younger brother about that. They can't find anything without OnStar! It's so interesting to learn about how we're built.

Mar 11, 2010 14:Mar 2 | Melanie said

My darling man's 9-year old

My darling man's 9-year old has a vastly better sense of direction than I do. Oh well, it is obviously innate!

Mar 12, 2010 13:Mar 1 | Sheryl said

I believe that, too. My own

I believe that, too. My own sons were better at getting places than me when they were 10 years old!

Mar 11, 2010 11:Mar 11 | marthaandme said

I hate the GPS too. My

I hate the GPS too. My biggest problem is how it is always talking about distances. "Turn right in 500 feet." I have no idea how far 500 feet is. It means absolutely nothing to me so I'm always worried about whether I should be making this right or the next one.

Mar 12, 2010 13:Mar 1 | Sheryl said

So true, Martha. Me, too. 500

So true, Martha. Me, too. 500 feet might as well be 500 miles, for all I know :)

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