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Why I'm typing this I'm not certain; it's mainly thoughts I've had while reading various ADHD discussions but would prefer to post anonymously for obvious reasons.
Back in the stone age thankfully before everything was computerized my doctor told my parents I was "hyperactive", I guess what they now call ADHD, and put me on Ritalin. The usual, bright kid, bored in school, etc. I was maybe 8 years old. At the time the standard practice was to not tell the child what it was for, so I was told the little pills were "to improve my appetite". Eventually after a few years I figured out it WASN'T to improve my appetite, indeed it has the opposite effect, and after a big argument with my parents I stopped taking it. That would have been around 7th grade.
I also have (though it was never formally diagnosed as far as I know) mild Tourette's, which other than being made fun of in school never interfered with my day to day life. That ties into mild OCD as well, like tapping something with both hands to "even things up". Again, not debilitating, I can suppress it for as long as necessary, like for the length of an AME visit or an approach and landing. As long I can let it out later.
I was an average student in most things but excelling at things (math and science) that interested me, earning an engineering degree and having a long successful career (on the creative/design side, I'd be an awful structural analyst or network engineer). But I'm terrible at time management and getting things done on time. I have no idea how I'd do on a cogscreen.
None of those things were reported on my first (over 40 years ago) or subsequent medical applications (basicmed now) and I've flown safely all that time. I suppose my personality (or position on the "spectrum") would make new an unsafe instrument pilot, but I have no interest in that, I fly low and slow puddlejumpers for fun on nice days. Without trying to brag, I have a reputation of being one of the better pilots around.
I just thank God that my childhood medical records were on long gone paper, and I'm sure a lot of older pilots feel the same way. I feel sorry for younger aspiring pilots who grew up in the modern computer records era.
So why did I write this? Still not sure, just another perspective from somebody who has been there.
Back in the stone age thankfully before everything was computerized my doctor told my parents I was "hyperactive", I guess what they now call ADHD, and put me on Ritalin. The usual, bright kid, bored in school, etc. I was maybe 8 years old. At the time the standard practice was to not tell the child what it was for, so I was told the little pills were "to improve my appetite". Eventually after a few years I figured out it WASN'T to improve my appetite, indeed it has the opposite effect, and after a big argument with my parents I stopped taking it. That would have been around 7th grade.
I also have (though it was never formally diagnosed as far as I know) mild Tourette's, which other than being made fun of in school never interfered with my day to day life. That ties into mild OCD as well, like tapping something with both hands to "even things up". Again, not debilitating, I can suppress it for as long as necessary, like for the length of an AME visit or an approach and landing. As long I can let it out later.
I was an average student in most things but excelling at things (math and science) that interested me, earning an engineering degree and having a long successful career (on the creative/design side, I'd be an awful structural analyst or network engineer). But I'm terrible at time management and getting things done on time. I have no idea how I'd do on a cogscreen.
None of those things were reported on my first (over 40 years ago) or subsequent medical applications (basicmed now) and I've flown safely all that time. I suppose my personality (or position on the "spectrum") would make new an unsafe instrument pilot, but I have no interest in that, I fly low and slow puddlejumpers for fun on nice days. Without trying to brag, I have a reputation of being one of the better pilots around.
I just thank God that my childhood medical records were on long gone paper, and I'm sure a lot of older pilots feel the same way. I feel sorry for younger aspiring pilots who grew up in the modern computer records era.
So why did I write this? Still not sure, just another perspective from somebody who has been there.