Into to who I am... The Story of My LIFE

What its like to be different.

HI my name is Lyssa and this is my first blog so Bare with me.  I'm going to give some feedback of who I am and how my childhood diagnoses still affects my life as an adult.

I was a hand full when I was little.  Right out of the womb I had medical issues.  Nothing that was life treating or that would keep me in the hospital. And as far as I've been able to tell has not hindered me yet in life.  I was born stubborn wanted to be backwards to the world, a breach baby, it took everyone about a day to realize something was wrong.  Turned out my hips and legs were not fully developed yet, braces were issued and ordered until I could crawl, than at night until I started walking.  *or at least thats the story I've been told.

By age three ear infections had become such a routine that I was practically known at the hospital.  There were times not only would I have one but i'd have two in both ears.  It delayed me in learning to speak because I was pretty much deaf to the world.  I was going for weekly checkups because of this.  *Mom tells me I was weeks away from getting Tubes*  Than all of a sudden it stopped and surprisingly I've not had any since.  But damage was done, so weeks, months, and years of tests, and early schooling was about to begin for me.

I recall bits and pieces of the hospital visits.  Having Dr watch how I walk, sticking me in integration rooms *hearing test* they have me sit on a stool and wear earphones and than they leave.  I'd stair at this glass wall and it was dark. and I was given instructions to raise my hand if I heard a sound.  I remember the bubble gum flavored medicine I'd be given, my mother was a little worried at first because she was allergic and had not yet found out if I was.

The small memories I have from my early schooling age.  I had this one teacher that came in to work with my speech.  I was very lucky I had her from age 3 to the end of my 2nd grade year.  I remember my first word with no help was Smoke I was so proud of my self.  People come into or lives and make such an impact that they never leave us.  Growing up i continuously tried to find her.  I'd search online and I had information that I kept on hand.  And one day after I graduated High School I called, her husband answered and handed her the phone.  I was so eager to talk to her for the simple fact that I wanted to show her I made it.  That I had overcome my troubles, she felt from her years of experience that I would always need help with speech.  And I over came all of this.

At age 8, all the trouble i'd get into led for my parents and the school to have me tested for ADHD or other problems.  I was diagnosed with ADHD, ODD, and Mild case of Depression.  My parents treated me no differently than they would if I didn't have this issues.  I was put on medicine to try to control my mood swings.   Being in a Military family I guess my depression may have came from a young age of my dad being deployed during my development stage.  But age wise that would also put me around the time I got a brother.  Maybe it was just the sudden change.  Yet it could be the simple fact that all our family was across the states.

I was born in California lived there tell summer of 93'  I was 9 1/2 yrs old.  I stayed to meet my little sister be born.  Than on a plain I went to fly to Missouri while we transitions to Texas.  Not many kids can say they flew alone. *this girl can*  Stayed the summer with Grandparents and Aunts and Uncles, huge culture shock not only my surroundings but the way they did things.  I was spoiled in there eyes.
When my parents caught up we drove to Texas. I missed some school to the point I started asking to go.  we lived there tell i was 13yrs old.  Than we officially moved to Missouri and I've been here every since.

Of course me being a kid didn't understand half of what was going on.  I don't resent my parents for anything they did for me growing up.  I know at times kids say things and i'm sure I told them otherwise.  I also don't resent having siblings.  Family is my world, Friends are included.  This is going to be the story of my struggles though life.  I'm going to back track a little to bring out some tough struggles, and disappointments in my life.

Struggling to fit in

My life from Childhood to Adult Hood

I was diagnosed as a kid with ADHD, ODD, Mild Depression at the age of 8yrs.  Along with that I was behind in Language Arts and Reading.  But with many good people in my life Family, Teachers, Religious Guides and Friends I was able to pull though. In which made me into what I am today.

As an adult I've tried to be re-diagnosed and run into DR wanting to use tests from when I was 8yrs old.  The best I've gotten so far is ADHD, Depression, Anxiety, and Social Disorder (which is adult for ODD).  This will be the adventure of trying to fit into personal home life, job life, and finding a treatment for all aspects in life.