Hello to my ADHD peeps and ADHD loved ones,
Summary of my last post… I’m casuing problems at school and my family goes to our family practice doctor to discuss ADHD.
Diagnosis day. I remember waking up early for this appointment and being nervous. My parents explained to me that I was going to a specialist that studied ADHD and that they could help me. (I didn’t know I needed help.) My parents loaded up the car and we started our hour and a half long road trip to the closest city to see a specialist.
Finally, we arrived, and we open the building door. The interior of the office was extremely bright, and it did not feel like a doctor’s office. My parents filled out the paperwork and I sat close because I was unsure of this situation. After what felt like an eternity our name was called. We were taken to a pretty large room and I had to say goodbye to my parents because I had to “play” some games on the computer. After some overly enthusiastic instruction my instructor leaves the room and leaves me alone to play these games. I remember thinking it was weird that they would just leave me alone, but I did what I was told. I played games on the computer… for all of five minutes. Looking back, of course I became distracted, that was the whole point of the testing. From my parent’s recollection it really didn’t take long to see me walking back and forth while I was supposed to be testing on the computer. This was most likely a home run diagnosis for the doctor. A literal dolphin could have diagnosed me with ADHD that day. After a short distraction the poor instructor comes back in sits me at the computer and asks me very politely “Can you do your best to play these games.” Once again, the instructor leaves and without fail I’m out of my seat looking at posters on the wall and trying to determine what shapes and objects I can make out of the holes in the ceiling.
Looking back, I had no idea that they could see every move that I was making. Once the instructor left, I made sure to wait a little bit of time to make sure that they didn’t catch me not sitting down in my seat because I didn’t want to disappoint them. I wanted to do well on my test. (Needless to say, I failed my test pretty epically, but I believed I was clever.)
Obviously, they determined pretty easily that I had ADHD, and they started discussing treatment options with my parents to figure out a good course of action which would allow me to do well in school and help me socially.
On the next post I will talk about family life and ADHD…