Too Many Parents Don’t Medicate Their Kids Because of Stigma

My son was so accident prone that I thought I would lose him. Now that he’s taking ADHD medication, he is a different boy.
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Medication for Accident Prone Children with ADHD

Jami Demuth, today's guest blogger, is a writer and stay-at-home mother who is transitioning back into the workforce. She spends most of her days trying to decode how her children’s personalities affect their behavior. She sometimes manages to do the dishes, too.

When my son Reid was a toddler, I'd refer to him as my three-foot drunk. Accident prone, he'd bump into walls, trip over his own feet, crash headlong into things. I had his eyes checked for vision problems. When his eye exam showed normal acuity, I had him evaluated by an early interventionist. I speculated that maybe he had an inability to register where his body was in space. After the interventionist completed her assessments she suggested that all Reid needed to do was to slow down.

When Reid was two, he was playing with greeting cards in the top drawer of a nightstand. In a split second, he climbed on the nightstand, which sent the bulky television on top into our bedroom wall, pinning his head underneath. Horrified, my husband scooped him up, and I frantically drove to the ER. While waiting to be seen by a doctor, Reid was on the floor playing. The doctor ordered a CT scan as a precaution, since he had not lost consciousness. If not for the close proximity of the nightstand to our bedroom wall, our visit to the ER that night would have been radically different. The television accident made me worry that I would lose my son. I began to worry about him obsessively, more than the normal "mom worry."

I had every reason to worry. He ran headlong into a parking lot oblivious to danger, no matter how many times we explained what could happen. He was fearless. When he was two years old, we installed a four-foot fence to keep him in our backyard. Reid loved to climb on things like tables, counters, our refrigerator and as he got older the roof of my van and up sign poles. Two days after we had our backyard fence installed, Reid climbed it. Nothing seemed to contain him. My husband installed an extra lock on our sliding patio door and chain locks on our other doors, so Reid couldn’t let himself out of our house. It felt like we were caging a beast in our home. Our toddler!

Since I stayed home with my children, we went to story time and play dates. We failed miserably at story time. We went to only a few because Reid couldn't was always moving. At play dates, Reid hit other kids and sometimes didn’t realize it because he'd be running wildly. I always feared that he would hit a kid whose parents didn’t understand Reid. Didn't all kids go through a hitting stage? Reid was a big baby and toddler, so I thought he was just clumsy; he couldn't control his body most of the time.

When Reid went to preschool he spent the first week in time-out for pushing, not sitting still, and talking when the teacher was talking. My friends and family reassured me that things would get better as he got older. As preschool progressed, Reid grew in maturity, but not enough where his teacher felt like he was ready for kindergarten. She recommended Alternative Kindergarten (AK), which allowed him an extra year to mature before full-day kindergarten. In AK, he had discipline challenges, blurted out when the teacher was talking. He wasn't able to sit still.

Kindergarten was a struggle. There were frequent e-mails, notes, and phone calls home. Reid's kindergarten teacher wasn't too concerned. She was a seasoned veteran and she had working with lots of kids like Reid. However, for several months, my husband and I vacillated about whether or not to medicate Reid. His behavior at home and difficulties at school showed up that he was really struggling. We read studies, had the school counselor time Reid on task assessments, and talked with friends, family, and doctors.

Meanwhile the notes, e-mails and calls home kept coming. Then one thing happened that I will not forget. His teacher wrote out the details of Reid's day like "he's constantly moving," "he bumps into other kids without realizing it," "he can't stay in his own space." It changed everything for me. As I read the words, "he just doesn't seem to be able to control it" the light bulb turned on in my mind. The first day Reid took medication for ADHD, his teacher called in tears because she had never seen a child react so positively. He didn't run when walking was required. He was polite, and he waited for his turn. For the first time ever, Reid was in control of his body.

If we had chosen to not medicate, we wouldn’t have known what was really going on in Reid's head. He was drowning because of his inability to control his body. After taking medication, we discovered that he has a love of numbers, a photographic memory, is thoughtful, and has a wicked imagination. None of these things was able to get to the surface because his mind was focused on the extraneous, consumed with movement, uninhibited. On medication, Reid hasn't had a single phone call home for bad behavior, his test scores have rocketed, and next year he'll be in the Talented and Gifted program.

Reid is the poster child for ADHD medication. We still have daily reminders, when his medicine wears off, of what life used to be like for him. These reminders show us how much his brain misses the chemicals medication provides. While I worry less about him now, I worry for the kids out there, the risk takers, whose brains lack the stuff necessary for attention and inhibition, who are drowning in ADHD and are in danger because of it. While medication is not for everyone with ADHD, I worry that many parents are choosing not to medicate their children based on societal stigma.

 
 
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