Tags: college, post-secondary, postsecondary, success, transition
Thanks.
Interestingly enough, college was one of the few times in my life I haven't felt paralyzed by my ADD. I definitely feel like I had memory retention issues related to the ADD, but I was so scared I wouldn't do well that I kept myself together.
I struggled so much in elementary school and high school with it. Somehow my mother scared me to death about keeping my grades up in college. I even ended up transferring to an Ivy League school after two years. I definitely couldn't keep up with the reading and at times seemed to be walking a fine line with success, but everyone was there. I graduated with a nice GPA I somehow managed. There literally was no time for anything but work there which may have helped. You could be doing work, eating or sleeping. There wasn't room for anything else.
My father was motivated by a mother (my grandmother) that used physical punishment if he didn't get perfect grades. Like many Jewish boys in the 50's and 60's he was expected to be a doctor and his mother made sure of it by scaring him into staying on track. As an adult (psychiatrist ironically) he needs to employ 3 secretaries for his private practice for a combination of filing with the insurance companies and for keeping up with his ADD. My mother has a limit of how much she will keep up with him so he hires help.
Do stay at home moms get personal assistants?
My mother always tried to reward me at the end of the marking period, but it just didn't work. When this article http://www.sciencefriday.com/program/archives/200909114
a> (a small summary of it) came out I totally could relate. Rew...
Thanks Joan. I suppose I am creative. My pre-mommy career was elementary school teacher which was a good creative outlet. I definitely will never make enough to hire too much help. I do, however, currently rely on my weekly cleaning lady. She just tried to change our schedule to every other week. The main reason I love for her to come is that it motivates me to put away all of those things I have been walking past for a week. One day she only comes to do the bathrooms and kitchen. It still gets me to pick up the house.
Ironically my grandmother would not attend my father's medical school graduation because he didn't become a "real doctor." She didn't pay for a cent of his undergrad or med school, so I don't know how she thought she could choose his field. It was between psychiatry and being an OB. My mother didn't want to lead the life of the wife of an OB so he choose psychiatry. My dad is very talented in medicating people with severe mental illnesses. I think my grandmother forgot the whole "not a real doctor" thing with time.
There has never been any stigma on meds in our house. We head to a child psychiatrist to get my 8 year old officially diagnosed tomorrow morning!
Rachel
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