Friday, October 4, 2019

The diagnosis that started it all


My son was almost 5 years old when it became incredibly apparent that we needed to seek further help and advice when it came to his behavior, at this time he was already on every single natural supplement I could get my hands on and we had incorporated a strict routine and a host of activities into his day in order to alleviate the constant need to move we were dealing with so that we could navigate the school day without issue.

Our first port of call was an education psychologist, an incredibly lovely and down to earth woman who Loghan took to like a shot (he has always been more comfortable with and around woman than men).  We arranged for a 2 hour long assessment after our initial meeting and when her report was complete she deduced that our son had an incredibly high IQ, at that stage she would not give us the number only a ball park avenue of where he fell within as she said that given parents the exact numbers often leads to issues whereby too much pressure is placed on the child.  The thing is the number was irrelevant to me I had always known he was clever, she did however point out that his EQ- emotional intelligence (a highly controversial topic that not all doctors believe exists) was significantly lower the problem lying in the gap that lay between and the struggle of the individual to cope with that, Loghan has always gravitated towards adult conversation and adult type topics when it comes to conversations however he is so incredibly immature in so many ways.  Most people tend to look at him and listen to him and they will peg him for an older child his immaturity on a social level does become apparent fairly quickly though and he is then pushed over to the younger children, the problem is because his intelligence is so high and he tends to want to communicate or at least attempt to on an adult level he doesn’t fit in with the younger children either and gets pushed away by them as well. The report also included a suggestion of referral to a psychiatrist or other specialist for a possible ADHD diagnosis.

We took this report and were recommended to a Pediatrician who specialized in the field of children with behavioral issues and learning disorders, she very quickly agreed with the diagnosis of ADHD and sent us off with a prescription for medication, my ex was not happy he did not agree with the diagnosis and did not want to mediate our son, in the end we had very little choice in order to get through school and nothing else I had tried had helped (we even cut out sugar, gluten and dairy at one point.)

This diagnosis may not have been the start of our journey but it was our first official medically affirmed diagnosis. I will admit looking back now that I had a much higher trust level when it came to doctors and medical specialists I believed without question that they knew what they were talking about and that we were not to question them because we had not put the time and hard work in to gain the qualifications that were clear proof that they knew exactly what they were doing.  If I had to do it all again I would have learned to trust my own instinct as well and not just the doctors words and advise, yes I am a book fanatic so I went on to do so much of my own research but if I could do things over I probably would have done even more research and possibly even have sought out a second opinion before starting medication. I believe without a doubt that many children need the meds and that it is not a bad and evil thing when used correctly however I have also come to understand that ADHD is a very easily given and over prescribed diagnosis and that although it is undeniably a real thing parents should be more cautious when it comes to schooling and medical advice surrounding the diagnosis of ADHD which seems to be doled out to every child with an imagination or who finds it difficult to concentrate with 40 kids in their class and one teacher.

This diagnosis was great in the fact that it affirmed what I as a mother felt, that something was ‘amiss’ so to say but once we had the label I found that all of a sudden that label became him at school, he had an incredible grade R teacher and some great teachers after that but when it came to how his behaviour as a whole was handled by the school they were clearly in over their head when it came to children who didn’t conform to the standard norm and I have since met sooooo many children girls and boys who have left or been forced to leave that school because of their barriers to learning or behavioural issues which is both sad and frustrating, the way I look at is that you are expecting one underpaid and overworked teacher who even with the best intentions and love is forced to navigate an incredibly content heavy curriculum with no assistant and up to 40 kids in a classroom, most children are going to find that kind of environment stressful and are going to struggle to cope, add in some sort of behavioural or learning disability and you have a recipe for disaster. Just look at how many children are on medications these days for anxiety or anxiety related disorders and the numbers are horrific!

My son only knew that there was any sort of name for what he ‘had’ probably at around the age of 10 because up until that point despite him being on medication we made a point of making sure that he did not define himself by the label of ADHD or any label for that matter, we also explained that having difficulties did not mean he could use them as an excuse to get out of things or to get off lightly and that although he may struggle in certain avenues he had so much to offer in other areas and that taking advantage of his strengths would push him through his difficulties and help him gain the support he craved and needed.

The world is cruel, children are cruel and I can tell you that I for one am glad I did not grow up in today’s world it is so incredibly difficult for our children and for us as adults.

I cannot change what has happened or how we have handled things along the way but looking back I cannot believe that one diagnosis could change our lives in so many ways.

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