Melvin Schmekel
12-03-07, 06:24 PM
Hey everybody-
Super-psyched about finding this place. I've just recently been diagnosed with ADD I think.
Let me explain what I mean when I say "think" i've diagnosed.
I'm 34 years old. And recently decided to get my life together so I'm going back to school again, which relates to my discovery of ADD.
Last Spring, as I started college again after an absence of 9 years, I was very nervous. I am, by my own reckoning, "a terrible student". Looking back, I see that I managed to keep up with my classes only by running at a furious pace in every aspect of my life: I was working nights waiting tables, doing school full time, arguing constantly with my wife, doing a million things with my friends. Perhaps the constant stimulation from this provided me with enough adrenaline to focus me at the crucial times enough to get my work done. The last month of classes was an absolutely agonizing experience for me, I felt as if I were going to lose my mind, but in the end I managed to pull it off.
After this horrible experience, I resolved to do things differently for the Fall. I quit my job, and worked on simplifying various aspects of my life in order to devote more time and energy to my studies. Unfortunately, and very surprisingly to me, it completely backfired. I found myself wasting all of my free time, procrastinating, and getting nothing done except getting further and further behind in my classes. I was nearing what I saw as some sort of a breakdown, and began considering quitting school.Thinking yet again that I just was a screw-up, and that I should move to Alaska where no one would know me. There I would live in an ice house and be miserable for the remainder of days.
My wife, bless her, described my state to a co-worker with whom she car-pooled to work with, who in turn related that a very similar thing happened to one of her daughters in college, but that she had been spared the fate of Arctic Doom by being diagnosed with ADD. I listened, and began to do some research, and found that the more I read about it, the more I found I fit the bill.
I now think that I have the condition that is commonly known as ADD. Now I don't necessarily agree with the negative language of calling it a "Disorder", but more rather I am accepting of the fact that I am possessed with a brain, which for whatever reason, works in patterns which are different than the types that "we" call "Normal". One of large differences that I am beginning to notice in myself in particular, is my own elastic sense of time and how it needs to be very closely monitored and checked against the real world and its rigid nature.
Far from despairing this posibility, I am finding it quite liberating. I feel like I finally have a better explanation for many aspects of myself which have been problematic for me in the past, and whose results are troubling me now. Armed with this knowledge, I look forward to approaching my future and my decision making process with a better understanding of how my individual brain works, its strengths and limitations.
In doing so I have been seeing a doctor or two, I tried Strattera which did me no good at all, and now am taking Adderal LA and monitoring how that is affecting me. I am seeing that it is indeed helping, but now I need to find the correct dose and schedule for it. In addition, I have been researching the possibility of "ADD Coaching" and seeing how that might help me. So I am hopeful about the future.
Which brings us back to the present, and my concern. I still feel like I haven't been "properly" diagnosed. My therapist went down the DSM IV TR guidelines with me and said "OK Fred, sounds like ADD, let's get back to what we were talking about before this interuption."
The next was a Nurse Practitioner who gave me one of those 6 question lists and gave me the Strattera.
The First Doctor listened to me and changed to Strattera to 10mg of the Ritalin LA, and told me to come back in a month.
After I complained to him that I'd prefer a little more questioning and attention he essentially told me that he wasn't really going to do that so I asked around and went to the next Doctor. He asked some questions and had me fill out a 20 question questionaire. After this he said that I have "Classic ADD", upped my meds and told me to come back in a month.
Now I can't escape the nagging feeling that there should be something more. Is it just me being neurotic?
Thanks in advance for any advice/suggestions. Hopefully I didn't remble on too much!
Fred aka Melvin
Super-psyched about finding this place. I've just recently been diagnosed with ADD I think.
Let me explain what I mean when I say "think" i've diagnosed.
I'm 34 years old. And recently decided to get my life together so I'm going back to school again, which relates to my discovery of ADD.
Last Spring, as I started college again after an absence of 9 years, I was very nervous. I am, by my own reckoning, "a terrible student". Looking back, I see that I managed to keep up with my classes only by running at a furious pace in every aspect of my life: I was working nights waiting tables, doing school full time, arguing constantly with my wife, doing a million things with my friends. Perhaps the constant stimulation from this provided me with enough adrenaline to focus me at the crucial times enough to get my work done. The last month of classes was an absolutely agonizing experience for me, I felt as if I were going to lose my mind, but in the end I managed to pull it off.
After this horrible experience, I resolved to do things differently for the Fall. I quit my job, and worked on simplifying various aspects of my life in order to devote more time and energy to my studies. Unfortunately, and very surprisingly to me, it completely backfired. I found myself wasting all of my free time, procrastinating, and getting nothing done except getting further and further behind in my classes. I was nearing what I saw as some sort of a breakdown, and began considering quitting school.Thinking yet again that I just was a screw-up, and that I should move to Alaska where no one would know me. There I would live in an ice house and be miserable for the remainder of days.
My wife, bless her, described my state to a co-worker with whom she car-pooled to work with, who in turn related that a very similar thing happened to one of her daughters in college, but that she had been spared the fate of Arctic Doom by being diagnosed with ADD. I listened, and began to do some research, and found that the more I read about it, the more I found I fit the bill.
I now think that I have the condition that is commonly known as ADD. Now I don't necessarily agree with the negative language of calling it a "Disorder", but more rather I am accepting of the fact that I am possessed with a brain, which for whatever reason, works in patterns which are different than the types that "we" call "Normal". One of large differences that I am beginning to notice in myself in particular, is my own elastic sense of time and how it needs to be very closely monitored and checked against the real world and its rigid nature.
Far from despairing this posibility, I am finding it quite liberating. I feel like I finally have a better explanation for many aspects of myself which have been problematic for me in the past, and whose results are troubling me now. Armed with this knowledge, I look forward to approaching my future and my decision making process with a better understanding of how my individual brain works, its strengths and limitations.
In doing so I have been seeing a doctor or two, I tried Strattera which did me no good at all, and now am taking Adderal LA and monitoring how that is affecting me. I am seeing that it is indeed helping, but now I need to find the correct dose and schedule for it. In addition, I have been researching the possibility of "ADD Coaching" and seeing how that might help me. So I am hopeful about the future.
Which brings us back to the present, and my concern. I still feel like I haven't been "properly" diagnosed. My therapist went down the DSM IV TR guidelines with me and said "OK Fred, sounds like ADD, let's get back to what we were talking about before this interuption."
The next was a Nurse Practitioner who gave me one of those 6 question lists and gave me the Strattera.
The First Doctor listened to me and changed to Strattera to 10mg of the Ritalin LA, and told me to come back in a month.
After I complained to him that I'd prefer a little more questioning and attention he essentially told me that he wasn't really going to do that so I asked around and went to the next Doctor. He asked some questions and had me fill out a 20 question questionaire. After this he said that I have "Classic ADD", upped my meds and told me to come back in a month.
Now I can't escape the nagging feeling that there should be something more. Is it just me being neurotic?
Thanks in advance for any advice/suggestions. Hopefully I didn't remble on too much!
Fred aka Melvin