Friday we found out Tweedle E has ADHD. I am not completely convinced that he is all that bad. I am not against medication, but since there seems to be a propensity for drug abuse in my family I am a little leery. I have a lot to read. I will be using coping mechanisms for now but I am told that this particular route is the least effective. There is a feeling of urgency to decide because he is still falling behind in school. We have started some modifications but they cannot open an IPP (personal learning plan) until they receive documentation (which I forgot to ask for).
The thing is he is a clever boy. He gets the concepts most of the time. I just don’t think that the classroom structure is conducive to his learning. He is easily distracted. The classroom is a 1/2 split (they only have split classes) and they almost have a different teacher for each subject so they are constantly moving from classroom to classroom. Then there is the accordion wall that is constantly being opened and closed. Guess where my son is currently sitting, Right next to the accordion wall.
Then there is the guilt. Don’t get me wrong I am happy that there is resources out there for me to access that may help him, but I mourn that loss of the boy I thought he would be. I also can’t help but think that I may have done something that might have triggered this. Maybe if he watched less T.V., maybe if he ate better, maybe he wouldn’t have this challenge. It has been said that ADHD children, if left alone, withdraw from society and become depressed. That scares me because my family tends to lean towards depression. I grew up in a household with depression. Depression has robbed me of a parent or two. I don’t want that for Tweedle E.
I guess I have some work to do and sitting around whining about it isn’t going to change things. Action will. I need to help him because he cannot help himself. I am his advocate who else is going to be.