Medicines

Okay, here is the straight scoop... Mom & the doctors say you have impulse issues, and slight ADHD, and RAD (reactive attachment disorder). I say they SAY you have it, but I'm not sure if that is totally the issue. I think a lot of the probablems you have is due to proper parenting. There. I said it.

Mom tends to put on the tv as a babysitter, and I know you seem to enjoy it, but it shouldn't be on all day when she doesn't feel like working with you. I wish you were read to more ( I try as much as I can), and worked with to learn your letters and numbers. (Mom seems to think you can count to 30, but I tested you out and you get to 20 okay, but get a little lost after that). Actually, I'll laugh at this 30 yrs from now (I hope I'm still alive), because it won't matter.

She has resorted to giving you medicine (concerta- 18mg). The first pill was given way too late in the day and you were up all night with hallucinating/night terrors (crabs and spiders in your hair, ghosts flying by, snakes on the floor--just shoelaces that tie up your sleeping bag-, cows with hands at the cellar window,etc) and ended up in the ER until the meds were out of your system. I know you may not remember any of this... that is good. They changed your meds to 1/2 pill, (9mg) for a few days and it was much better, but I think it makes you jittery, and still hyper. It's supposed to make you focus. I'm not sure it's working, because the things I see that aren't you, are the 'forcefullness' about getting what you want, you aren't as kind anymore. I love my kind, sweet Malakai. Please, come back.

I hope mom doesn't give you any for a while, as she gave you a whole pill and you just kept bouncing and being VERY engergetic. You don't stop. You need to stop. Slow down. Maybe if mom took you outside more.... let you RUN, and run, and run....

You always want me to 'lay with you' at night. I guess that's a good thing. Our bonding moment. But you seem afraid if I leave. I'm right upstairs. Honest. I won't ever leave you until God makes that choice. But I'm here. I love you. You ARE my best buddy (besides Papa). I love you too, Malakai.