In my last post, Medicating the Adopted Child for ADHD, I shared the positive side of medicating my adopted child for Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). This post is about the frustrations.
While the first day of my son being on ADHD medication was sheer bliss, the side effects were just awful. Once the medication wore off, he was just as hyperactive as he ever was. It was jarring to have him go from being a rational, clear-heading child to a wild and out-of-control child again. He ate nothing for dinner because he was not hungry (a common side effect of ADHD medication).
The Daytrana patch left a red mark on his hip that bothered him in the tub. (Fortunately, the redness went away overnight and did not bother him in the morning.) I spent the night worrying about whether his skin could take the irritation from the patch.
I cried myself to sleep that first night. Not using the medication is not an option because he needs to be able to focus. He is such a great and "normal" kid on the medication. However, the medication could stunt his growth. It is already affecting his appetite and ability to sleep. That is not okay.
I cried in sheer frustration from handling this special need. While some adoptive parents, like Nancy on the Reactive Attachment Disorder (RAD) blog, choose to adopt kids with special needs, I did not. I thought I was adopting a healthy child. I was not prepared for facing special needs like his asthma and ADHD.
And yet I would not "trade him in." He is my kid, and I love him with all of my heart. Even if I had given birth to him, I would have had no guarantees that he would have been 100% healthy.
That being said, it is still hard. I asked God for the 1,000th time why my kid had to have these issues. I prayed for the strength to handle them because it is so incredibly hard sometimes.
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