Honestly, I think we've done most of them. This is kind of a follow up to the ADHD thing. We did meet with psychiatrist on Friday, and she was gracious (as always) to go ahead with my thoughts on re-trying the Concerta (just one more time, even though we've tried it two or three times, I keep hoping with age and maturity, the stims MAY work). 36 mg., started Sat, no change It could be worse, he could have gone manic (or whatever that is that makes him over the top hyperactive, call it what you will - nobody knows ). But, no change. psychiatrist mentioned Celexa. I dont want to re-visit the AD's. D tried Wellbutrin (zombie) and Luvox (thought staff at Residential Treatment Facility (RTF) was trying to kill him, was hallucinating, was found in the bathroom smearing his feces on the walls!!!!!!) with nothing but bad effects. Why does she even want to go there? The Buspar, which once worked, doesn't seem to be so much so anymore. We upped him to 20 mg 2x a day - nothing better. The Seroquel - I guess it's working. No more raging. He's handling himself better, coping better - still very, very frustrated, alot, but the anger/aggression has severely gone down. But even with that, he is becoming more and more hyper lately - even prior to any medication changes (he takes 175 mg PM and 50 mg AM of this). No more MS'ers to try. No more AP's. No more stims. And, not interested in the AD's LMAO! Where do I go? I dunno. I'm thinking Klonopin. Maybe. Don't even care that it's addictive if it works. He's so hyper, all the time - I mean, it's not even a mania thing where it goes up and then comes down. He never, ever comes down. And his non stop talking - even to tell a story, he takes the long way around (not around the block, around the COUNTRY). It's to the point that when he starts telling you about this car, for example, til he's done he's talking about the lady at the hospital that drew his blood 6 months ago. How did we get to that? I dunno, cuz I block him out, lose him, I can only hear his voice so much, then it's auto flat affect. I gotta find something. There has to be SOMETHING! One medication, one pill, one something to chill him out. Geez - anyone? His anxiety is gonna kill him. I don't know how he makes it through the day without breaking down. It's no wonder he sleeps so well, he must exhaust himself worrying alllllllllllllll dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy longggggggggggg over EVERY SINGLE THING How do you live? Here's our list so far....maybe SOMEONE can help me. We've tried: Lithium Depakote Lamictal Tegretol Topomax Trileptal Abilify Zyprexa Geodon Risperdal Seroquel Wellbutrin Luvox Strattera Adderall Ritalin Metadate Concerta Dexadrine Tenex Clonodine Buspar (on currently) I might be missing a couple. Hm....I can't get out my monster book and browse at the moment lol. His diagnosis'es make no matter to me. I just need to get this kid to relax and chill out. It doesn't help he has NO social awareness/clue whatsoever in his body. Not one ounce, and nobody is giving him that, so that, in itself, must kill him. His black and white thinking - no compromise, no understanding, getting worse as he gets older. His yearning to be an authority figure - worse, and I can't even keep people around him to remind him he's a kid LMAO! OMG, "normal" people, they make our life he** for us, because they're so ignorant. Listen to this story: Dylan rides a van to and from school. It's not a school van, it's a privately owned van that only transports, I'd say, 4 -6 kids at a time. The van driver is old, I'd say late 60's, early 70's, and either partially or fully deaf. He allows Dylan to sit in the front seat of this van and be his "eyes and ears". Right? This, immediately, says to my son "I'm above all the kids in the back". The van driver doesn't know better, right? So, the other kids on the van, they're defiant. Disruptive. Disrespectful. I guess anyway - this is Dylan's take, right? LOL! He thinks it's his job to look after these kids, and because the van driver does not enforce rules, and Dylan is so worried sick with anxiety (the van driver is going to be distracted and crash, one of the kids is going to get out of his seat and cause a wreck, one of the other boys is going to throw something out the window and we're gonna get pulled over) he takes it upon himself to be the boss, because, the van driver isn't LOLOLOL! So, Dylan is telling these kids what to do, and the van driver isn't saying ONE WORD! WHICH, in turn, reinforces to Dylan in his mind, what he is doing is A-OK. Because, obviously, if he was doing something wrong, the AUTHORITY FIGURE, i.e. van driver, would be doing his job and telling Dylan to shut up So, Dylan comes home yesterday, asks for the phone to call his friends, N and M (who, I later find out, are both on the VAN!). I say, wow, ok, yes, sure...figuring how great this is he wants to call his friends! I'm busy, I have someone here, and Dylan takes the phone upstairs. He comes down about 20 minutes later to tell me he talked to M's dad to let him know that his son is disrespectful and rude on the van Then, he left a message with N's mother on her machine, letting her know that her son is very rude and doesn't follow the directions given on the van Needless to say, I get a call today from N's mom. Once I explained my wonderful son to her, all she could do was laugh - kind of I need to get D off the van. So, now we can start a new van, with a new driver, who WILL enforce the rules, and D will have a whole new anxiety phobia to worry about But, it's things like this. I wish people just wouldn't talk to him. Would stay away. When he started school, the secretary that lets the kids in the front door to the building told Dylan "if you're ever late, sweetie (*cringe*), all you have to do is ring that buzzer there and I'll let you in - so don't worry". Do you know what that said to MY son? Oh, I can be late whenever I want, cuz she'll just buzz my sweet rear end in. Egad.