It’s all about perspective

Yesterday was a scorcher.  By 7am, it was already 85 degrees outside.  (We got up to 106!!)

When I left my cool, 75-degree house yesterday morning, I walked outside and went, “UGH! It’s so HOT out here!!”

Then…sometime between yesterday afternoon and last night, our A/C stopped working.  Lordy.  I woke up in a sweat during the night. Thermostat said it was set at 76 and yet it was 85 in the house.  Not good.  At that point, it was only about 80 degrees outside!

After a sweaty, muggy morning (I opened up the windows, but we don’t have any windows in the living room), Rick arrived home from work and I walked out the door to head to work.

It was about 84 degrees outside when I left this morning.  I went, “Oh my gosh, that feels so good!”  There was a slight breeze and the air felt COOL compared to the couple of degrees warmer it was in the house (and the fact that we had very little air circulation).

Similar weather as yesterday, but a whole new perspective.

 

Our sitter, Kay, has an 8 year old brother that has ADHD.  She thought she knew what she was getting into with Colin!  She’s told us a few times that Colin’s ADHD is much worse than her brother’s.  Rick and I were laughing the other day that she probably goes home from our house each day and hugs her little brother!  He likely seems like a cakewalk after 5 hours at our house.

But, similarly, there are children that I’ve seen that make even Colin seem like a dream.  I may have mentioned before that I was once at an ABA center where a young girl in the lobby could only scream/screech – that was her only means of communicating.  So, again, I’m thankful that Colin can communicate and can usually articulate his needs fairly well.

It’s all about perspective!

 

We have our next psychiatrist appointment tomorrow.  We’ve gone completely off the Adderall – it was just not working out for us.  It seemed to help his concentration but not his hyperactivity.  And the more Adderall he took, the more emotional he became – more outbursts, anger, sadness, etc.  The Seroquel seemed to help a bit, but not much.  The doc agreed with us switching him back to Ritalin.  He’s back on the 80mg of Metadate CD in the AM and then 20mg at noon of Methylphenidate…and another 10mg around 3pm.  Just trying to help him ease through the day and not crash. 

Part of me feels like we’ve just gone backwards – we’ve not only gone back to what we were on before, we’ve added to it.  But at least it helps.  And once we know what’s working the best, maybe we’ll try Concerta (still ritalin, but longer-acting) or maybe less Ritalin and add Intuniv or something along those lines.  Not sure.

For now, things are better than they’ve been for a while. I really feel the Seroquel has helped him with his outbursts when combined with the Ritalin. He seems to be in a much better mood.  Sleep is still an issue most nights.  The lock on his door at least provides some peace of mind.  Although, last night – after putting the boys to bed – I went to lay down with Rick for a bit.  I kept thinking I heard a noise, but the dryer was going and we figured that was it.  I was only in our room – with the door open! – for about 30 minutes.  After Rick left for work – around 9:15pm – I discovered that Colin had snatched the Wii remotes and disconnected the Wii cords…and was in his room playing with his Legos instead of sleeping.  So much for leaving his door unlocked until I go to bed.  I guess it can only be unlocked if I’m in the living room, standing guard!

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