Concerta has been a blessing.

Posted By: Nunya on 2007-11-16
In Reply to: I think my son may have - ADD

I resisted meds for years and wish I hadn't. It turned into a much happier child when he was able to focus and not talk 24/7. I would get your child evaluated before you go trying anything.

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I think my son may have - ADD
- I have ADD and recently went back on to meds - ADD-MT
- My daughter was diagnosed with ADD in 2nd grade - sm
- My son has ADD as well... - sm
- No not treat yourself -- see message - Patti
- more info... - ADD
  - Get evaluation. You will see by that, this is not a - decision make lightly, very thorough process. nm
- How old is he? - lastmohican
- Concerta has been a blessing. - Nunya
- My daughter has ADD - jennie
  - My son also noted improvement with med even tho - he was only in 2nd grade. nm
- Read up on omega fatty acids - often a deficiency (sm) - NC MT
  - please see this link - NCMT
- While you wait, not wanting to give meds, he is - falling further and further behind in school. nm
  - sometimes people are too quick to diagnose this as the problem (sm) - anon
    - Which is why have evaluation with dr, school and - family. You don't "just give meds." nm
- Why not have him evaluated? nm - Just curious

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