Despite the waning popularity of diagnosing people with ADHD, the disorder is still alive and well.
Just ask my husband. Today, a 5th grade student was sent to school without her meds. We can deal with her until she starts eating her class assignments but she is super emotional and just all over the place much like a goat on crack.
I had to speak with Little Miss Out of Meds this morning in the hallway as she skidded to a stop outside the bathroom. On her knees.
She began to cry - which was my clue to her lack of meds. Since it was so early in the day, I decided to call her mother to see if she could run the medicine up to the school. The mother agreed and asked for me to have the child in the office to save time.
Little Miss Out of Meds
spread her stuff out over three desks sat in the office working on undoing the braids in her hair an assignment until the mother arrived.
Mother: “Well, look at you! You look like Buckwheat!”
Little Miss Out of Meds (beginning to tear up again): “Momma. Why do you make fun of me? I didn’t mean to mess it all up!”
Mother: “Then quit messing with your hair. And look at your school work. It looks like you wrote with your foot!”
Little Miss Out of Meds (really working up a good cry): “I wish I had a different mother! A nice mother wouldn’t make fun of my feet.”
Apparently, her feet write neater than her mother will give them credit for.
Next time, I am totally checking that out.