I’ve been dying to post about this since Friday, but I’ve spent the weekend working my butt off trying to get my writing work caught up. I finally got the last thing that was overdue done a couple of hours ago, so now I can do some blogging.

So my doctor called and apologized for taking so long to get back to me on the results of my ADD test. She said she was waiting on the results of my sleep study so she could get the whole picture before she decided how to proceed. It turns out that they found no kind of sleep disorder whatsoever. No apnea, nothing. You know what that means: No dreaded CPAP machine! Yay!

She then told me that the tests I had taken indicated that I had moderate ADD. To some people that would have been bad news. Heck, it would have been bad news to me a few months ago. But I was actually glad to hear it. Not so much glad I had it, but glad to finally get diagnosed so I could be treated.

She put me on Concerta SE, an extended release medicine used to treat ADD/ADHD. Truthfully, I haven’t been able to tell much difference. But I’m going to give it a little longer, and if I think it’s necessary I’ll give her a call and see if she can up my dosage or try something else. I’d love to see immediate results, but I’ll take what I can get. Due to the nature of the drugs used to treat ADD, I can totally understand taking a conservative approach. At least my foot is in the door to getting my life back on track.

She never has told me anything about why I’m staying so tired. From the research I’ve done, I think it’s chronic fatigue syndrome. And I’m thinking that maybe that’s what she’s thinking too. I say that because I don’t fit all the criteria for it, so she may be hesitant to make an official diagnosis, but the medicine she put me on is often used to treat CFS as well. Look at me, second-guessing my doctor. Us writer/researcher types are nothing but trouble, huh?

Anyway, I’m hopeful that things will start getting better. Keep your fingers crossed for me!