being kicked in the face by a rabid kid or how to raise a child with ADHD

our oldest daughter was diagnosed with adhd. i knew about the time she turned 3 she would be a different duck. she's the most beautiful 7 year old on the planet now and i know we'll be beating the boys off with a stick in seven or eight years. after two different meds and trying different doses, we've finally found one that works. (she has an awesome pediatrician!) i love this child to death but sometimes i want to run away. when she is bouncing off the walls and lies and steals i want to scream what is wrong with you?!! i have to force myself to calm down. she doesn't WANT to be bad. her mind isn't saying hey! you! stop! think before you act! there is no filter. she wants to be good. the medication helps immensely. so to anyone who says why put your kids on that? sometimes it's the only thing that works. if she didn't have her meds she wouldn't pass even one class. and now we add severe separation anxiety to the mix. let me tell you my husband and i haven't slept alone in our bedroom for over a year. (that makes for fun - or not so fun sex). it's hard on a marriage to have no alone time. it's hard to listen to the crying and sobbing and you don't love me's. i love that child with all my heart and will fight to the death for anything that will make her adhd better.