by Luella May
(The Best Years in Life) I will forever be grateful to my son's pediatrician who examined my son for Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD) back in 1989. After his examination, the pediatrician's diagnosis was: "The only thing wrong with your son is that he is a boy." It was the usual scenario where because of discipline problems, the school automatically assumed that he had ADD and needed medication. Of course, the recommended medication was Ritalin. This doctor was careful to point out to me that Ritalin came with many side effects, some quite dangerous, emphasizing that one of these side effects was stunted growth. Now, some 20 years later, my son has grown into a fine young man and every now and then I say a silent thank you to that doctor. Had he not had that important heart-to-heart with me, I would have been one of those uninformed concerned mothers who would have consented to administering Ritalin to my son. Read More.