Ironic or Fitting?

Is it ironic or fitting that, as I'm on hold with Basia's doctor getting an appointment to try out ADHD meds, that I'm having to yell to Basia in the other room to stop singing and get back to her math page? 

I heard from a parent yesterday that her son described being on meds as "being able to actually hear his teacher for the first time."  She was one who was also very set against labelling and medicating until she was faced with it personally.  My dream is that learning will become easier for Basia when she is on meds.  If that isn't the reality, then we won't continue. 

Yikes.  I can't believe I got her an appointment for later this morning.  Yikes.

UPDATE:  We have dropped off a prescription to Walgreens for 1 week of Adderall.  It is such a low dose that the doctor would be shocked if it actually does anything.  This is the first step of a possibly long process of weekly doctor visits to adjust dosages and/or medications, depending on the level of success versus the level of side effects.  Once we find the right dose of the right medication, she suggests that Basia stay on it for at least six months in order to have sufficient time to gain some practical skills in handling distractions when off the medications.  

I can tell you how I am handling it so far.  I was pretty sure the pharmacist and the cash register lady at Walgreens were both judging me to be a horrible mother who would rather drug her daughter than parent her and accept her for who she is.  Rationally, I know they probably didn't pay a drop of attention to what prescription I was dropping off, however I'm not always rational.  There's definitely some guilt going on here.

Doctor Nnebe also is getting us a referral to NMSU Special Ed. Dept. to get Basia tested for various learning issues.  She also mentioned in passing that Basia has a small, functional heart murmur that we don't need to worry about.  I might have worried anyway if it weren't for the fact that I had one of those once upon a time.