It’s been a while since I last posted here. A lot has happened since then. Let’s get started with the updates.
The End of Diagnosis
I have officially been diagnosed with ADHD! I went through testing which was at the same time challenging and engaging. I had a series of about five or six tests that ranged from arranging tiles into shapes to a computer test that determines your distraction and concentration levels. It took about three hours total and I was exhausted by the end of it.
A month later, I went in to the office to get the results. The report was lengthy and detailed, delving into aspects that I’m still trying to fully grasp. While I can’t quote the final diagnosis word-for-word—I’ve misplaced the report in a classic ADHD moment—what I recall is that I have a mild case of combined ADHD.
Initially, I struggled with the term “mild.” My daily challenges with simple tasks, planning, and remembering where I put things seemed anything but mild. However, I later learned that “mild” includes neurotypical individuals on the scale. So, if you’re diagnosed as mild, you’re at least at level 7 out of 10, which makes much more sense.
It took two years, but I finally have my diagnosis. It’s been quite a journey, and my mind was a whirlwind of emotions when it was finally confirmed.
What Does This Mean?
My initial reaction was one of relief. After two years of navigating from one doctor’s office to another, encountering closed doors at every turn, it was finally over. I now had tangible proof of my ADHD.
However, alongside relief came frustration. This process shouldn’t have been so arduous. The US medical system, both economically and in terms of accessibility, leaves much to be desired. The doctors I encountered weren’t particularly helpful and, in some cases, seemed to work against me. I often felt belittled, as if I didn’t understand what was happening in my own mind.
Another prevalent feeling was, “I’m not crazy.” Looking back at my life, many struggles suddenly made sense. Issues with planning and follow-through had plagued me for years. While being diagnosed doesn’t solve the problem, it provides clarity on why I face these challenges.
After three months with a diagnosis, I’m still processing my thoughts and emotions. It may take a while before I fully come to terms with it. In the meantime, I’m embarking on a new journey of exploring medication options to manage my ADHD. Stay tuned for updates on that front.