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What? Already? Nuh uh!

August 9, 2010 2 comments

I don’t know that we are ready to go back to school, but as I type here comes the sun to announce that the day is here whether I like it or not.

No more ”sleepovers” in the living room or mommies bedroom… the girls barely spent a night in their bedroom all summer.  But last night it was back to business as usual, because school starts today.

It’s Halle’s first day of middle school… and she’ll be reunited with all her besties that have already started middle school… God help the teachers and administration, as they will surely need it with those four jockeying for the “Real Housewives” Tween Drama Queen title.

Daija starts third grade at elementary school by herself this year, but luckily her bestie from volleyball practice has enrolled there and will be riding the same bus. The after school program the kids have always gone to was cut so things will be a little different this year…

Tyler has been back in school for a week… an event that almost created an anxiety attack for me, but that he seems to be taking in stride. He’s been reunited with friends from way back in his days at MLK’s gifted magnate; one of the members from that terror squad is also in the Aerospace magnate. He seems to love his classes, we’re just going through the usual “trying to get back on track” adjustments the new school year always brings. This week I’ll be sending my usual “Hi, I’m Tyler’s mom” email to see how things are going and whether each teacher has his 504, and then providing them with a copy when (as usual) they do not.

LET THE WILD RUMPUS BEGIN!

my tribe

April 28, 2010 4 comments

So I have this new friend… her name is Maisha. She found my blog after I made the following comment on What Tami Said: Relationships 2.0: Are you my real friends or are you just virtual?.

November 5, 2009 7:56 PM
curlykidz said…
Absolutely real! Some of my closest friends are people I met online between 7 & 10 years ago. I live on the same block as one of them now, and one of us does morning carpool & the other afternoon carpool. Another flew from Philly to Phoenix to be with me IN THE DELIVERY ROOM when I gave birth to my youngest… it was the second time we’d ever met “in person”, but we talk almost every single day.

Virtual friendships can be very superficial, but that’s true of “real” friendships as well.

 I suspect the hook for her was Christie’s attendance at Daija’s labor & delivery, since Maisha is/was a childbirth educator before returning to school for her nursing certification (congrats again!). Maisha followed the link to my blog, where she noticed that Daija’s hair texture was very similar to her daughter’s, and gave the Naturally Curly method a try. Not too much later, I added the “contact form” so people could send messages directly to me without me having to publish my email address. Maisha was the first person I got a message from.

Aaah, the cosmic order of the internets.

We exchanged an email or two, but both of us being busy mamas, it didn’t go much further than that. Some weeks or months later, I connected with a member of my church on Facebook, and noticed THEY were friends. I figured this was a pretty good sign that Maisha wasn’t crazy and friended her, and the rest, as they say, is history. We arranged a playdate for the kids a couple months later, and they all got on like a house on fire, but especially our eldest kids, both middle school boys, both biracial, and both with learning differences.

I got a phone call yesterday from Christie… who, of all my “virtual” friends, is the hardest to keep up with. So much so that I answered the phone with,

You NEVER call me. What’s going on?

Thankfully, there was no crisis… it was just a “it’s been too long since we caught up” call. I was telling her about Maisha, seeing as how most of my social calendar revolves around her family anymore, and told her how we were going to be bringing Maisha into “the tribe.” Which was a little ironic, as I reread Tami’s blog this morning…

When I began writing online about the things that are most important to me, I soon found a small group of cyber-friends who inspire me, who write things that seem like they tumbled from my own mind, who share some of my beliefs, opinions and obsessions and challenge others, who crack my shit up on the regular. I found my tribe–folks who speak my language–online.

This entry is in partly background for a couple blogs that are still in draft, and partly a marvel at serendipity. I have some rich and beautiful friendships that have either started online, or that began in person and were able to continue after someone moved away… but the one complaint that these friends and I share is that for most of us, our friendships aren’t really able to include our families. So, this is mostly a big, big thank you to Tami Winfrey… you have no idea what a gift you gave Maisha and I, or what a blessing that gift has been for our children.

wild child goes to see big bird…

January 31, 2010 4 comments

 …but not on Sesame Street!

In my little circle of parents from SoMo, Tyler is one of the oldest children. People have been stressing me out by asking me what I’m doing about high school for at least a year now.

High school? My little shortie? All, um… 65 (maybe) pounds of him?

*shutthefuckup* Read more…

Me and My Shadow: Life with ADHD

November 5, 2009 6 comments

A Hollywood writer and producer, who wrestled with ADD since childhood, spills it all: what he’s learned about himself, the unaccepting world, and his ADD brethren.

 
Former Hollywood writer Frank South describes his late diagnosis with attention deficit disorder Ed Krieger  

One lesson I’ve learned: We ADHD folks are everywhere.

We’re the creative vice-president in the cubicle who, while you’re yelling at us for missing another deadline, comes up with the intuitive leap that saves a whole product line. We’re the spouse whose highly sensitive antennae pick up a vibe from our 13-year-old daughter that she needs to talk. So we sit down with her for a half-hour as she pours out her problems, leaving you waiting at the car place, after promising you we wouldn’t be late.

We’re the 20-something working at the fast-food drive-through who forgot to remove the pickle that you’re allergic to from the Double cheeseburger. We feel terrible—I swear we’re not doing any of this on purpose—but we also find it so freaky funny that we’ll put the whole mess in a stand-up routine that will knock you out laughing when you see it on HBO in two years.

We’re the fifth-grader who makes you wish you had gone into the forestry service and been stationed out in the wilderness rather than teaching us. But then one day we not only hand in our homework—finally—but we also hand in a startling pastel-and-pencil drawing of you that captures the light coming across your desk from the window exactly the way it does every afternoon. You realize that we weren’t staring out the window, we were staring at the light coming in.

We are not stupid or crazy. Well, I could be fairly labeled crazy-ish, due primarily to my off-the-charts ADHD, hypomania, alcoholism, and some depressive tendencies. When you get over being furious at the things we did or didn’t do, don’t waste time feeling sorry for us. We’re working on being less forgetful and accidentally destructive. Even though we talk with shrinks and coaches, work on our social and organizational skills, and take our meds, our core ADHD selves are not going to change into anything normal. Guess what? I don’t think you want us to. That’s because we remind you of that part of you that doesn’t fit in, that’s dying to open the dark door down the hall. Read more…

Amazing Insight from a 10-Year-Old

November 2, 2009 1 comment

c531067b6d581957.gifOn Saturday, I had one of the most disconcerting and satisfying days ever. A frantic Mom had emailed me a 15-page report back from her child’s psychologist, asking if we could meet. The report didn’t tell the parents anything new. The parents already knew that their child struggled with this, that and the other. Instead of providing a deep understanding of WHY her son struggled with about 12 behaviors, the report merely attached scary labels to these behaviors in an effort to categorize them:Your son is suffering from sensory processing disorder, attention deficit disorder, auditory processing disorder, opposition defiant disorder, obsessive compulsive disorder, dysgraphia and fine motor skills difficulties that impact writing.Many of you have felt the fear and dread that accompanies such a diagnosis-imaging a childhood lost to endless therapy, headaches in school and thousands of dollars in testing and treatment. Many have no diagnosis, but you recognize the behaviors.

Here is what is frustrating. No one ever provides the ONE critical piece of insight necessary to make lasting change academically, behaviorally and psychologically: understanding the root cause of these behaviors. Read more…

Q1 Report Cards & Halloween Costumes

October 28, 2009 3 comments

Tyler has C’s in Albegra & Language Arts and B’s in Science, Social Studies, PE & Electronics Band. Overall I’m happy with his report card; his average GPA is better than it’s been for a while. I’m not happy about the C’s, obviously, but I’m most concerned about his grade in Algebra. He has tests each semester that he has to pass with a 70% in order to get high school credit for the class. I’m having a hard time figuring out how much of his grade is effort (or lack thereof) or subject content. I guess the district has a new policy where kids have to be re evaluated for 504′s every three years. This gets on my nerves for several reasons, one of which is that on the paperwork I have to fill out, they ask me to provide copies of report cards. ?!?!?!?!

Halle has a C in math (what’s UP with math this quarter?) and has herself convinced that it’s soooo hard. I watch her try and use strategies to solve problems that I swear to God add like, three or four extra steps. So we’re working on that, and she’s got A’s in every other subject.  She says she wants to run for Student Congress this year instead of Conflict Manager, which is a relief to me. Iasked her if she was going to join Buddy Club this year, and she said no… if she does Student Congress and Buddy Club it’s just too much running around (all these activities happen during lunch recess). I thought that was pretty impressive… hopefully she’ll be able to maintain that awareness of what she can handle & what’s going to just stress her out, unlike those of us who “should” ourselves to death.

Daija is coming along… she’s got self control & taking esponsibility as areas of concern, and everything else is developing or proficient (she doesn’t get letter grades yet). We’re working on that as well… Mommy needs to be more consistent! We spoiled the baby, and now I’m paying for it (and sadly, so is her teacher).

We went and got costumes last night, and somehow, not one of the kids is a vampire. Tyler is an “underworld outcast” and Daija is a US Diva. Halle said over the weekend she wanted to use last year’s costume (she was cleopatra). So I may be dressing up as cleopatra’s mother again… and we’ll be doing our usual Halloween tradition of trick or treating around the neighborhood for a minute and then heading to Doomtown at Rawhide.

Deficits Found in Brain’s Reward System in ADHD Patients

October 16, 2009 1 comment

I am the Glue: I am not a “person with autism.” I am an autistic person.

October 14, 2009 Leave a comment

This is another guest post from Laura, originally posted at I am the Glue: I am not a “person with autism.” I am an autistic person. Although I don’t have a child with Autistm, I found it very applicable to my ADHD child. One of my biggest struggles is to see my son for the person that he is, not the child that I wanted or expected him to be.

DON’T MOURN FOR US – by Jim Sinclair

[This article was published in the "Our Voice," the newsletter of Autism Network International, Volume 1, Number 3, 1993. It is an outline of the presentation I gave at the 1993 International Conference on Autism in Toronto, and is addressed primarily to parents.]

Parents often report that learning their child is autistic was the most traumatic thing that ever happened to them. Non-autistic people see autism as a great tragedy, and parents experience continuing disappointment and grief at all stages of the child’s and family’s life cycle.

But this grief does not stem from the child’s autism in itself. It is grief over the loss of the normal child the parents had hoped and expected to have. Parents’ attitudes and expectations, and the discrepancies between what parents expect of children at a particular age and their own child’s actual development, cause more stress and anguish than the practical complexities of life with an autistic person.

Some amount of grief is natural as parents adjust to the fact that an event and a relationship they’ve been looking forward to isn’t going to materialize. But this grief over a fantasized normal child needs to be separated from the parents’ perceptions of the child they do have: the autistic child who needs the support of adult caretakers and who can form very meaningful relationships with those caretakers if given the opportunity. Continuing focus on the child’s autism as a source of grief is damaging for both the parents and the child, and precludes the development of an accepting and authentic relationship between them. For their own sake and for the sake of their children, I urge parents to make radical changes in their perceptions of what autism means.

I invite you to look at our autism, and look at your grief, from our perspective:

Autism is not an appendage – Autism isn’t something a person has, or a “shell” that a person is trapped inside. There’s no normal child hidden behind the autism. Autism is a way of being. It is pervasive; it colors every experience, every sensation, perception, thought, emotion, and encounter, every aspect of existence. It is not possible to separate the autism from the person–and if it were possible, the person you’d have left would not be the same person you started with.
This is important, so take a moment to consider it: Autism is a way of being. It is not possible to separate the person from the autism.

Therefore, when parents say,

“I wish my child did not have autism,”

what they’re really saying is,

“I wish the autistic child I have did not exist, and I had a different (non-autistic) child instead.” Read more…

We Need Each Other

September 18, 2009 2 comments
I am the GlueI used to have some really lofty ideas about ”people who drug their kids to make them behave” back before I had a child with ADHD. Today’s guest blogger, Laura, wrote a blog that touched me deeply. She wisely reminds us to give others not only the benefit of the doubt, but our support as well.  Parenting a special needs child can be very isolating for the whole family. ~ Cyndi

 I have a ‘friend’ who her and her husband are trying to live a perfect life. They have 2 children, a boy and a girl, and they seem to project that everything in their world is clean, orderly, and going as planned. They have the view that if you make a plan, and follow it perfectly, then your children will turn out exactly how you ordered them. The expectation is the son will be gifted in sports, like dad, and the daughter will follow in her mother’s highly organized, academically superior ways.

They are very judgemental when they see other people’s children who are alternative, rebellious, or struggling, they always assume the cause is poor parenting. I saw a crisis coming with my friend. And it is starting to come to full bloom. Read more…

ADHD, middle school, and assistive technology

March 31, 2007 Leave a comment

Well, I haven’t blogged about it much, but I have become a prisoner of Tyler’s homework.  He is having a really tough year.  In preparation for middle school, the 5th grade students have reading, writing, and math with their homeroom teacher, and have block scheduling for social studies and science, each with different fourth grade teachers.  On top of that transition, Tyler goes to the gifted teacher for reading and math.  So his day looks like this:

Homeroom
PE, Art, or Music
Homeroom
Reading
Social Studies/Science
Homeroom
Math
Homeroom

So Tyler deals with three to four teachers on a daily basis, and has classroom changes almost every period.  That’s a lot of transition, and he has a really hard time getting back into a calm and focused state.  He gets very little done in school, and he spends most of every evening a) doing work he didn’t do in class or b) on punishment for not bringing home work he knows he didn’t do.

Read more…

ADHD: history of the “overbalance of fire over water”

October 6, 2006 Leave a comment

A-D-H-wut? Oh, ADHD. It means attent…….hey that cloud looks like cookie monster!   

   

“How many ADHD people does it take to screw a light bulb?”   


 

   

       Only one, but it took several light bulbs and several months to get it done because the ADDer…..    

  • Paid for the lightbulb then left it in the shop on the counter.   
  • Dropped another light bulb out of a hole in his/her shopping
    bag didn’t notice and ran over it with a truck.
       
  • Bought the wrong sort of lightbulb because s/he couldn’t be bothered checking which sort of light bulb was needed cause that’s boring.   
  • Left the light bulb under a pile of clothes for several weeks before s/he got around to trying to put it up.   
  • Couldn’t remember who s/he gave the ladder too so decided they had to go buy another.   
  • Took the old light bulb down put it on the floor next to the new light bulb got distracted by an idea in his/her head.   
  • Ran to get notebook to write idea down idea forgot about light bulb for an hour as other thoughts came to mind, remembered lightbulb couldn’t figure out which was the old light bulb and which was the new light bulb   
    • AARRRRRRRRRRRRRG
      Who invented such an inhuman thing as a light bulb?!
         

      

   
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   

OK, enough with the jokes.  A fellow blogger who I’ve found inspirational, AnGeLa, posed a question about the prevalence of ADHD outside the U.   

“My son was just diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder. I just don’t understand . . . We pay plenty of attention to him!”   

First, I must give props to Google… I didn’t find http://www.ritalindeath.com/ until page three.  It usually comes up in the top ten links in other search forums.  There are others like http://www.adhdfraud.org/ use similar scare tactics, and of course there are those that claim adhd can be cured or that your child can unlearn ADHD and those that offer free lawsuit information.  One of my favorites is the one that tells parents that ADHD is a result of parents not raising their children by biblical principles for the last 100 years or so   

There was never a reason for creating the labels ADD and ADHD in the first place, unless you include expanding drug-company profits and a plan to drug and debilitate millions of children.
www.nomorefakenews.com     

There aren’t enough ‘highly qualified’ medical professionals who specialize in ADHD… not just to diagnose, but to provide ongoing treatment beyond refilling prescriptions.  In addition, the information available to parents who attempt to research ADHD is often questionable, conflicting, and confusing.  Finding a support base is challenging, both in your community or online.   

ADD and ADHD are fake “diseases” created so parents can legally sedate their children. Your child is not special, your child is just a shithead.
~ response on an internet bulletin board
   

There is a wide misconception that ADHD is a drug company driven disorder, or a result in lax skills in modern parents.  I’ve spoken with people who think ADHD has only been around since the 1980′s.  Most ADHD websites will indicate that ADHD has been a diagnosis, under different names, for about 100 years… but I found a source even older than The Story of Fidgety Phillip (Dr Heinrich Hoffman, 1845).     

Hippocrates  			tried healing ADHD kids 2500 years ago! There is, however, considerable evidence to suggest that ADHD is not a recent phenomenon. 2500 years ago, the great physician-scientist, Hippocrates (493 BC) described a condition that seems to be compatible with what we now know as ADHD.
He described patients who had…. “quickened responses to sensory experience, but also less tenaciousness because the soul moves on quickly to the next impression”. Hippocrates attributed this condition to an “overbalance of fire over water”. His remedy for this “overbalance” was “barley rather than wheat bread, fish rather than meat, water drinks, and many natural and diverse physical activities”.
   

     

An interesting description from “The Father of Medicine“, huh?    

A lot of people will make the argument because there’s no blood test or x-ray to diagnose ADHD, that it’s not real, or that it just got made up recently.  But there are a lot of medical conditions throughout history that existed LONG before there was a test to diagnose them, or a way to treat them.  Does that make them any less valid?.     

    

We’ve had diabetes for hundreds of years, and we’ve had hypertension for hundreds of years, and we’ve had asthma for hundreds of years. . . . We’ve had cancer. We’ve had lots of things for hundreds of years. That doesn’t necessarily make it a good thing. And when you sit back and you allow yourself to be informed by research . . . our studies show that these kids have bad outcomes when we don’t help them.    

So, what’s our responsibility as a society if a child has a bad outcome for untreated asthma? Should we treat it? Yes. If he has a bad outcome for untreated ADHD and we can do something about it, would it be ethical to withhold treatment or say, “Well, just let parents handle it?” I took a Hippocratic Oath that said that if I could intervene and help in a medically responsible way that was safe and effective, that was my job. And that’s my job as a medical scientist, as well.
Dr. Peter Jenson, former head of psychiatry at the National Institute for Mental Health
   

   

  

Reflecting Versus Reacting

September 29, 2006 Leave a comment


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your spouse.

“Hungry!” Spouse exclaims, “How could you possibly be hungry; you
ate tons of food at the party!”

Or, how about this scenario:

“Sweetheart,” you begin as you turn towards your spouse to express
yourself, “I’m really very hot. Would you lower the thermostat
please?”

“Hot!” Spouse practically shouts, “I’ll tell you what hot is- go
outside in the sun, then you’ll feel hot! When you come back
inside, you’ll realize that it’s very comfortable in here.”

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all the difference in the world in how their self-esteem and
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ADHD gadgets… part 2

September 15, 2006 1 comment

Y’all remember the Watchminder, right? The short version is, it was a GREAT idea, but the product just didn’t deliver. If you want the long version, see my review in the link.

So the next step in my quest for something other than myself to follow Tyler around and redirect him is the TIMEX Ironman Data Link USB Watch.

The Search For Stimulation (AKA, ADHD on the school bus)

August 20, 2006 Leave a comment

The Search For Stimulation:  Understanding Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder

So when I was moseying the net Friday night on Ei’s reference to Dabrowski’s overexcitabilities and giftedness, not to mention ADHD, I came across the above article.  I’d encourage anyone to read it, but I’m going to post here a couple paragraphs I particularly appreciated.

If I was in charge of renaming ADHDand Im notI would call it the “search for stimulation disorder.” To explain this, lets look at the problem of Timmys attention. Timmy has difficulty sticking to tasks such as homework or other relatively less interesting chores, such as cleaning up his room. To Timmys parents, it wasn’t that he couldn’t do his chores, but that he just didnt want to do them.

Timmy’s parents are partially right. Timmy can do things that he is interested in, but he has trouble with jobs that require more sustained effort. Its not because he doesnt care; its because, more than most other people, he needs to find something interesting for it to hold his attention.

Timmy searches for stimulation. That often gets him into trouble because he doesnt pay attention when hes supposed to. He turns to look out of the classroom window when he should be listening to the teacher. He gets up out of his seat during the middle of a lesson. He annoys other children when they are trying to listen or do their work. Although medical scientists do not know exactly what causes ADHD, I can tell you what I think it is, just as I explained it to Timmy’s parents.

This describes Tyler so aptly.  I had commented to Tyler, you don’t act like that (the way he had on the bus) when you’re in the car with me.  Ei’s question… what skills is Tyler lacking, made me ask, what’s different about the bus than my car?

Well, there are a heck of a lot more kids, for one.  And Tyler has always been one to get wound up in an unstructured environment with a lot of other kids.  There is one adult, whose primary attention is directed to what’s going on in front of her rather than what’s going on behind her.  By the time a situation comes to her attention, it has already started to escalate, at which point Tyler is rarely able to reign himself in, and needs intervention from an external control.  I’d also bet my bottom dollar that she’s trying to redirect Tyler (and the other kids) through her rear view mirror. 

Since Tyler was diagnosed, I’ve made it a point to communicate with teachers, tutors, and parks/recreation staff that Tyler needs direct, eye contact anytime verbal instructions are given.  I make it a point to let them know that if he’s ‘gone’ and not responding to verbal directions, he needs physical touch… something like a hand on the shoulder.  I’ve had to cup my hands around his eyes in a super stimulating environment to maintain his attention.  If I’m worried that the professionals working with my child every day don’t have adequate training on dealing with a gifted/ADHD, aka twice exceptional child, why would I assume his bus driver is any better equipped?

What else is different about mom’s car versus the school bus?  Well, I don’t drive any length of time, particularly not in rush hour traffic, without something for Tyler to do.  Meds or no meds, if he doesn’t have some activity to channel his energy into, he will ‘self stim’ with excessive fidgeting and noises that are distracting to me if he’s in the front seat, and irritating his sister’s if he’s in the back.  I keep some handheld electronic games in the car, and carry a ‘fun bag’ when the kids are with me that has books for each of the kids, paper, pencils, crayons, and flashcards for the car and in case we wind up waiting for an extended period of time in any kind of boring place. 

Behavior management
Behavior management can be extremely important. It is essential to understand, however, that medication is the only intervention that will actually reduce the individual’s symptoms. Without medication, only the environmentnot the individualcan be changed. Behavior management means changing the environment so that the inattentive and impulsive individual can function better.

I really liked this paragraph as well… I’ve always looked at behavioral management as me managing Tyler’s behavior in circumstances when he can’t, but it’s really more of me managing his environment.  For example, if I need him to focus on anything, homework, chores, etc, I eliminate as many distractions from the environment as possible.  I turn off the TV, I make sure any music provides white noise rather than being stimulating/distracting.  If his sisters are a distraction, I occupy them in another room. 

So Tyler’s medication doesn’t necessarily prevent him from self-stim if he has nothing else to do, plus his meds take 30-60 minutes to reach a therapeutic level, and he takes them 20-40 minutes before he gets on the bus.  In a situation where medication can’t be depended on alone, what are the options for behavioral (environment) management?

Well, it seems that a great deal of the trouble Tyler is getting into on the bus is when he and his friends are talking about who knows what (Radio Disney lyrics?) and disagree about something, and then it becomes a shouting match, and Tyler is the loudest of the bunch trying to make his opinion heard.  They also sit towards the back of the bus.  Well, I can’t eliminate all the other kids, but it seems to me that Tyler needs to sit towards the front, and not with any of the other opinionated children he argues with.  I know every kid he listed (my best friends’ son, his best friend, halle’s best friend, halle’s best friend’s cousin), and I love them all… they’re great kids… but Tyler needs to sit in a seat by himself.  And he needs something to do.

And that’s a conundrum.  What can I send?  Chances are I’m not going to convince him to read on the bus, because I’m not sure how many books I’d find that could hold his attention in the force of that much stimulus.  I know a handheld game would probably do it, but would he have the self control to only take it out while on the bus?  I think he has a different driver in the morning than in the afternoon, as well.  Besides, I’ve always been very ‘anti’ sending toys to school, and I’m pretty sure the school has some kind of rule about that too.  Not to mention, how irritated would I be when it got lost or stolen or confiscated because he was playing with it in school?

I picked up a Rubik’s Cube yesterday at Target while Tyler was picking out a gift for Cameron, as well as a handheld Sudoku game. He seems interested in the Rubik’s Cube, which has the benefit of not being an electronic game/not making noise, and chances are I can find smaller/cheaper versions if I put my mind to it and it really works for him.  I also printed out an easy sudoku puzzle, which Tyler says he did some of towards the end of 4th grade on the computer.  He was excited about taking them to do on the bus to keep him busy.  He also loves word searches, so maybe I can find some of those that are challenging enough to keep his attention, but not so hard he’d give up and start looking for other stimulation.

Pondering Serendipity

May 31, 2006 Leave a comment

I’ve had some personally surreal moments over the last few months.  Normally, this is the kind of post I would restrict to my preferred list… you know, the people who know me intimately and to whom I can share the deep dark or completely nutty things and know that even if they judge me for it, they’ll still love me anyway.  But this one, even though it falls into both categories, I think I’ll just leave out there. It’s going to contain a lot of mess and may not make a damn bit of sense to anyone who doesn’t know me ‘like that’ but on the other hand, maybe someone will see something in it that they need.  

In March, Tyler had an appointment with a leading developmental pediatrician in the field of ADHD, at a Child Study Center.  We were to review some screenings for depression and anxiety.  Tyler was showing some significant signs of both.  As the PNP was asking questions to Tyler at the end of the appointment to get an idea of how often he was feeling depressed/sad and anxious/worried, she asked him if he ever thought about suicide.  Tyler had, and of greater concern, when she asked him how he’d do it, Tyler had a suicide plan.  Read more…

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