Malika
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Heavy rain all day here today and we spent the whole day (unusually) inside... activities on offer included "playing prisoners" (involving me tying up J's hands, he tying up mine and then the dog's paws... a game he found delightful and hilarious and to which the dog uncomplainingly submitted), hide-and-seek, silly dancing to music, flying paper planes across the room, being a warrior with a plastic shield and sharp stick (etc). At the end of the day, which we survived mainly intact, with just a couple of outbursts of temper (on my part ), I said to him, in a very light, conversational, and friendly tone: "J, if there was a medicine that made you calm and quiet all the time, would you like that?" To which he instantly replied: "No - I like me the way I am."
Which I found interesting... In a way it is true that the problem for J is that the world cannot adapt to him as he is rather than vice versa. And of course we cannot bend the world out of shape to accommodate different youngsters but all the same... this remains at the basis of my ethical problem with medicating J for his hyperactivity (if any doctor agreed to do that) - in a sense, it would be because the world cannot accept him as he is. And because I would (sometimes) like an easier life...
Which I found interesting... In a way it is true that the problem for J is that the world cannot adapt to him as he is rather than vice versa. And of course we cannot bend the world out of shape to accommodate different youngsters but all the same... this remains at the basis of my ethical problem with medicating J for his hyperactivity (if any doctor agreed to do that) - in a sense, it would be because the world cannot accept him as he is. And because I would (sometimes) like an easier life...