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Life in the World of Autism

The Hurdles of Dealing with Medication

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??????????????????????????????? I found out that the medicine I’m giving my son is a controlled substance. This means that I need to give the pharmacist a written prescription. It can’t be called in. It also means that I have to take the medicine to school and sign a paper saying how much is in the bottle. The nurse will document how much is used each day. That way, we can prove that the medicine is being taken by the right person for the right reasons!

I’m thankful that this medicine for ADD now comes in a liquid, because Ryan can’t swallow pills right now. But he can spit the liquid out, and that’s what he did the first day the nurse tried to give him his medicine with a syringe. Today she got creative and mixed the medicine with a small amount of pepsi. He took it. Another hurdle taken care of.

While driving to school yesterday with the bottle of medicine in my purse, I thought about how nice it would be if Ryan didn’t need medicine to help him focus. I wouldn’t have to worry about side effects. I wouldn’t have to feel bad about making my son drink something that doesn’t taste all that good. I wouldn’t have to spend my time driving written prescriptions to the pharmacy and then driving the medication to school. I thought of all of those kids at my son’s school who don’t have to deal with medication. Must be nice.

But when I got to the nurse’s office, I saw a first grader, who happened to be in my son’s typical class, hanging out in the hall by the door. “You need to come in,” her mother said. “If you want to eat pizza on your field trip today, you need to come in.” The little girl shook her head. She wasn’t going to come in. “I don’t want to,” she said. I immediately put two and two together and realized that the girl had diabetes and her mother needed to give her an insulin shot. I suddenly didn’t feel so sorry for myself about having to drop off a bottle of medicine at the school. What if I actually had to give my son a shot? What if I had the daily stress of worrying about his blood sugar? I wouldn’t be able to handle it. Yet I would handle it. Just like this mother was doing.

I left the school feeling like my medication hurdles were nothing compared to what this other mother had to deal with. Then I began thinking about my son and hoping that this medication trial was going to work this time. We had seen some results before. Now we were trying something different. If it could help my son focus on his work at school and put a big smile on his face, then it would all be worth it.

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Author: ryansmom

I'm a wife, mother, teacher, writer, and advocate of autism. I have a 7 year old son on the high functioning end of the autism spectrum. I love writing about the world of autism and our families' daily adventures as we navigate through both stormy and calm waters. Writing this blog is truly therapeutic for me. I hope other families dealing with autism will read this blog and discover that they are not alone.

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