Thursday, August 23, 2012
Soo. It's time to get my daughter evaluated for the dreaded A word.
I've been waiting for it, but protests from my husband have really kept me from pushing too hard for it, even though last fall my 6 year old's Kindergarten teacher pushed for it.
But now, things are different. This is first grade. Things are serious, things get graded, and so far, she's getting evaluated at very low reading rates (she's an excellent reader) having difficulty even following directions, and just plain paying attention.
I don't want her to have ADHD. But unlike my husband, I'm willing to accept it if it happens. He thinks it's an "imaginary" issue. He actually said those words today. "Imaginary disease." Which pisses me off, because I KNOW ADULTS who suffer from this. And it's not a damn disease.
He bitches because his niece was diagnosed, but he hasn't sat and talked to his sister about the issues she has. The girl has a very difficult time... which is what will happen to my daughter if she falls behind now because of inattentiveness. I do believe that ADHD isn't actually an abnormality, rather, it's a different way of processing the world, but unfortunately, those who have it just don't fit in as well with modern processes... that doesn't mean they don't have a problem.
Do I want her on drugs? No. What parent does? But the fact of the matter is, while I will do whatever it takes to keep from going down that path, if it happens, it happens. I will tell the doctor I want that to be the last resort, but frankly, I'll do what I have to. Hubby's ego aside, I don't care what I want, or what he wants for our daughter. I want more than anything else for her to succeed, and live up to the sparkling potential I see every day. The baby who learned all her letters, by SIGHT and SOUND, by 22 months, will NOT be below average anything if I can help it.
So I've made the decision. I made the call and left a message to see if the referral paperwork we got last year is still good, or if I need a new one.
And if I have to fight an uphill battle with my husband over the "imaginary" problem that's had us in so many conferences in the past 2 1/2 years? So be it.