It’s Hard Work
I’m not saying it’s easy. I don’t have to tell you how hard it is to raise a child who has ADHD. Here are a few things I find challenging:
> Asking, "How many times do I have to tell you?" and never getting an answer.
> Socks that migrate to the attic, basement, behind the washer, in the freezer, toilet, or car — everywhere but the dresser.
> Homework without end. In your child's mind, homework is some strange creature that seems to grow as she tries to cut it down to size. Your daughter works on it for three hours, then shows you what she’s done, which is almost nothing. When you scream, "Why didn’t you spend those three hours doing the homework you were supposed to do?" she looks at you and answers, honestly, "I don’t know." That’s the truth. She doesn’t know. This makes you feel like going ballistic.
> Personal time zones. In the world of ADHD, there are only two time zones: now and not now. Test in a week? Not now.
> Teachers who don’t understand. After you think you’ve explained your child's ADHD to them, they send home a note the next day, saying, "Joseph needs to pay more attention in class. Please urge him to do that."
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