Counselling

Mysterious Child's Mom writes again.

Ben's Doctor has been offering us meds for a long time now. I'd say since he was 3. I've resisted and there were days that I even considered it. This last time I filled a meds script for 2 weeks, then decided against doing that. He was so depressed that week, it was awful. The spark went out.

The Doctor also recommended that he go to a counsellor and maybe he could learn some coping techniques there. We've gone once now. It wasn't enough to let us know if this will be helpful but it wasn't a bad experience in anyway. I do hope he'll give ME coping tips and help ME with how to reach my son better.

Going all out ... to find what's best for my boy.

To Label a Disorder or not?

Mysterious Child's Mom writes again.

What is a label? ADD, ADHD, OCD, Autism = what exactly? Yes, they help us find on line, the kinds of treatments available. They help us know what to "expect" from our mysterious child. They also tell others what to expect from them.

I want my son to have every chance to be who he is, not what people expect from the label assigned him. Which means, so far, I have nothing to type in the search engine to find my child on line. Some days, that is frustrating. Other days, that is liberating.

Oh, I know many others have found a label has afforded them respite, funding and a teacher's aid. I do not begrudge them that. Lord knows, we all need a little help sometimes. So why am I so leery to have my son labeled?

What's in a name?

It's Hard to know Which End is Up.

Mysterious Child's Mom writes again.

Well, some days are just like that... I get confused.

I have this on-going "approach/avoid" thing with testing. I have had some testing done and found it to be more confusing than helpful. I am not sure I wanted him labeled and so.... when the time gets close, I avoid.

We just had our annual check up and Dr. thinks he should go get some testing done and gave him a script for meds. We tried two weeks of meds and decided to take him off. Now I have several appointments (some two years away) to have him evaluated and labeled.

I guess some days I just don't know what to do. Some days I have my head in the sand... some days... I think it'll be something he'll drag around his whole life .. some days I'm afraid I'm not doing enough... other days .. I think he's a genius and there's nothing wrong except that his mother doesn't understand him.

It's hard to know what end is up on these days.