The, Uh, ADD-erall(?) Chronicles Redux

After a layoff from the ADD meds that spanned months in duration, I’m back in the saddle again, and the meds are keeping me functional. Middle of last week, after a bunch of rigamarole and floundering about, I decided to stick with my original psychiatrist, and went in to discuss the matter.

I’d been concerned, because the medication wasn’t acting like a magic bullet that solved all my ADD problems — an assumption which, in retrospect, was stupid of me — and I was ready to jump ship and try something new. But. But! I got to some reading, like I do, and found out that some of the symptoms I wasn’t seeing any improvement on were things that I was going to need therapy to help deal with. Fine. After discussing the matter with my psychiatrist, I got a referral to a therapist that specializes in CBT1, and is closer to home than the guy I’ve been seeing for the last three years.

So yeah, last week, I started up with the Vyvanse again, and holy shit, what a difference. I’d forgotten how much easier it is to accomplish stuff when I’m properly medicated. And man, because I’m not so scattered, my anxiety level is a lot lower, too. So that’s good.

The appointment with the new therapist isn’t until late January, and based on what goes on over there, I’ll have another update to this series sometime after that.

I also need to come up with some sort of new title since I’m not taking Adderall anymore. Hence the “ADD-erall” thing. Seems kinda trite, I guess. I dunno. Maybe just start calling these posts “Attention Span Theatre”? Thoughts?

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