Miracles Are Kinky Too

Today was the day for what I was hoping to be my miracle.  Today was the day we visited the shrink.  When asked, Jakes said he didn't know why we were there.  When asked, I went into chapter and verse of what's been going on.

The Dr had read the report from CHOP, which included the results of all the tests they gave us when there so she had a pretty good background and assessment.  She of course asked the normal questions about home life and school, looking for tell tale signs of difficulty.

Jakes, meanwhile, was putting on a performance for her.  He was bouncing in the chair, tossing a throw pillow, butting into the conversations, and just generally being a pain and embarrassment.  I tried to correct him a little but not too much.  I wanted the Dr to see what I deal with.

In less than 45 minutes, I had a diagnosis of ADHD, combined type and her verdict that he is spoiled as well.  She was ready to write the Rx for the medicine when I opened mouth and inserted foot, telling her that Jakes father doesn't want him medicated.  That stopped the entire process right there.  Now she needs either his verbal permission or a court order to write a script.

In one of my emails to Jakes father I mentioned the evaluation for medication and he was adamant about not medicating his child, try something else.  Yeah, like I haven't tried it all.  But in that same email, he agreed to switching therapists.  I will be sending him the bills for his portion of Jakes therapy. 

I didn't argue with him over his opinion of not medicating his child.  I just told him we would discuss it when/if the diagnosis came back with a recommendation for medication.  I was proud of myself for not arguing.  What was the point when we didn't know where it was going.  Now we do know so now the arguing can begin.

So tonight when we got home, I emailed his father with the information about the visit and the medication she is recommending.  I am still waiting to hear from him for an answer.

I also called my attorney to see if she thought there would be a problem with getting court approval for the medication if necessary.  She said if its recommended by a Dr and is not something that will jeopardize his life, there is no doubt that the courts will order the medication.  She also said it would be a good chance to make him look like a jackass in court, again.  Since I have been able to do that each time we have been back to court, its become fun!  The biggest problem with going to court is that with the holidays we probably won't be able to get in before the beginning of January.

If I don't have to go to court, I still have to find a way to get the Rx.  I do not want to continue with this Dr and the agency where she practices out of.  Its the agency with Vickie and I am in the process of leaving her for Valerie. (Jakes is excited to see Valerie again!)  The agency has a policy that if the shrink is giving you Rx, then you have to be seeing one of their therapists.  Its a good policy because if you are on these kinds of medications, you should also be getting cognitive behavior therapy (CBT).  But since I don't want to continue with Vickie, I can't get the Rx from this shrink. 

I am hoping that I can go to his pediatrician for the medication and see Valerie for the CBT.  This is something I will be discussing with Valerie tomorrow at the Intake appointment.  And of course with his pediatrician.

So I think I got my miracle.  I just need to work out a few kinks.