The meeting on Wednesday was a total waste of time except for the fact that he has a certain diagnosis of ADHD but things didn't go as I had hoped and I feel as though we're only up to step 1 1/2, maybe. The psychiatrist's attitude was sort of, "Let's get this over with so I can get out of this hellhole." She met with Zach for 15 minutes or so, met with Jami and Zach for 10 minutes, then sent them out with a prescription for Welbutrin. I was not given a chance to even talk to her, much less, be able to ask my questions and voice my concerns. I gave the prescription to the receptionist and told her we wouldn't be needing further appointments and I'd sign forms to have his records sent to our family doctor.
The place was more or less another one of the assembly line care centers that we're so graced with here in the delta and it pisses me right OFF!
To round out the day of disappointments, we got Zach's 9 week grades. He had A's and B's in every subject except for Math, and that was a big fat F. I've known for 9 weeks that he's been stuggling the most with 4th grade math, why else would I be spending hours, upon hours making him worksheets for practice, going over and over the areas where I see he's having the most problems? His teacher also knows that he's struggling with math (not with the basic problems, but those that take more than 1 or 2 steps to solve) and in order to let me know that she knows I get this little, short, report that says he's enrolled in a computer assisted course called Math Concepts and Skills for 10 whole minutes each day!
Now I could be wrong, but I am thinking that if I spend 4 to 5 hours working with him each day, this 10 minutes of computer assisted instruction isn't going to do the trick. Ya think? I'm getting all fired up here folks. I feel like a momma bear with a cub who's in danger and I'm about ready to bite some heads off.
Anyway, I'm taking Zach to see the family doctor again as soon as we can get an appointment next week. I'm going to gather up all my research and get ready to get down to business to see if there's not something that can be done to help this child and I'm not going be afraid to step on as many toes, or heads, as it takes!
Oh, and before I forget,
Happy Halloween Ya'll!!