This time the drugs are for Max, not me. As Anthony says, it's probably better to drug Max than me, Anthony and Max's teacher.
We had a therapy session yesterday afternoon. Max's therapist says that with the behavior he's showing having gone on for more than a year of steady parenting, she thinks it's time for drugs for him. We have an appointment in two weeks to talk to the prescriber in their group.
This, actually, gives me new hope. Maybe they'll really help. The drugs would be for depression and/or anxiety, which he displays high levels of. It also comes out in aggressiveness and grumpiness. Gosh, if we could curb those things, we might be okay.
I'm trying not to count on this for my miracle, but I am feeling hopeful.