PainInTheNeck
07-10-2007, 07:50 PM
I posted on here a few days ago and felt that I had been really too concerned with myself that day. I started my period so now I can stop being so hysterical for a bit....sigh (sad but true)
Ok....where to start? I have been given the gift of 3 children in my life. My oldest is a wonderful artist and so deeply desires to be his Dad's best friend and my strongest rock.
My middle(the only girl) is a delightful, bright and very accomplished student and person. She flew through college already with honors every semester and works in the medical field. She had a 4 year scholarship but chose to do a 3 year program to become a radiographer and is already learning CAT scan. She is 21 and has huge responsibilities which she handles in an excellent caring and professional manner.
My youngest is the only living at home at this time. He is 10 and will enter 4th grade in the fall. He was a big surprise!! But the child who gave us a reason to smile and laugh and not just totally give up when our oldest was first hospitalized in a long term psychiatric facility. I received the 10 yr old's "diagnosis" of Asperger with possibility of co-existing ADHD, anxiety disorder, and depression. It came in the mail on Saturday.
I am tired. I want to do everything I need to do for my little guy. I don't have on rose colored glasses this time around and so instead of feeling hopeful....I find myself feeling jaded and wondering if there really are any answers. My honest experience has been that nothing helped my oldest son. So....maybe.....that is because he was misdiagnosed? That is one possibility. Of course that is a possibility that happened repeatedly with him anyway.
I called the people who did the testing on Monday and told them I felt overwhelmed upon reading the results and diagnosis. They were so sorry that the austism helper is on vacation until the end of the month. I was given the number for a local pediatrician that they felt has been good with his own son who is on the spectrum. I called his office over 24 hours ago, got an answering machine, left a message. Havent head back. They gave me the number of a local scout master with a son on the spectrum. Message left there also.
I called my sister and asked her what she thinks. She reminded me that she had thought he had this type of problem back when he was 2....and I took him to visist my olders sons child psychiatirst who told me he was perfectly normal except for acting out because I was depressed....
and then my sister went on to tell me that she was really glad I had this diagnosis now and she hoped we would be able to help him and oh, by the way......she knows there are people in the family who think the younger one is just gonna end up in jail like his older brother but she assured me she doesnt think so. Well.....I had suspected that people are thinking that way so I guess now was as good a time as any for her to tell me that.
Ummm....I think I am very angry too right now. But maybe - anger isn't really it.....I think I am just so deeply hurt. I am not a religious person but I can't help but remember that "God doesn't give you more than you can handle"....well....for years I have had more than I can handle. HOW ON EARTH DO people handle this? Why do some kids get better? Is it because their parents try harder than me?
Ok...well- I think I have said enough for now. I have spent many hours over the last few months reading your posts. I admire you all so much.
Ok....where to start? I have been given the gift of 3 children in my life. My oldest is a wonderful artist and so deeply desires to be his Dad's best friend and my strongest rock.
My middle(the only girl) is a delightful, bright and very accomplished student and person. She flew through college already with honors every semester and works in the medical field. She had a 4 year scholarship but chose to do a 3 year program to become a radiographer and is already learning CAT scan. She is 21 and has huge responsibilities which she handles in an excellent caring and professional manner.
My youngest is the only living at home at this time. He is 10 and will enter 4th grade in the fall. He was a big surprise!! But the child who gave us a reason to smile and laugh and not just totally give up when our oldest was first hospitalized in a long term psychiatric facility. I received the 10 yr old's "diagnosis" of Asperger with possibility of co-existing ADHD, anxiety disorder, and depression. It came in the mail on Saturday.
I am tired. I want to do everything I need to do for my little guy. I don't have on rose colored glasses this time around and so instead of feeling hopeful....I find myself feeling jaded and wondering if there really are any answers. My honest experience has been that nothing helped my oldest son. So....maybe.....that is because he was misdiagnosed? That is one possibility. Of course that is a possibility that happened repeatedly with him anyway.
I called the people who did the testing on Monday and told them I felt overwhelmed upon reading the results and diagnosis. They were so sorry that the austism helper is on vacation until the end of the month. I was given the number for a local pediatrician that they felt has been good with his own son who is on the spectrum. I called his office over 24 hours ago, got an answering machine, left a message. Havent head back. They gave me the number of a local scout master with a son on the spectrum. Message left there also.
I called my sister and asked her what she thinks. She reminded me that she had thought he had this type of problem back when he was 2....and I took him to visist my olders sons child psychiatirst who told me he was perfectly normal except for acting out because I was depressed....
and then my sister went on to tell me that she was really glad I had this diagnosis now and she hoped we would be able to help him and oh, by the way......she knows there are people in the family who think the younger one is just gonna end up in jail like his older brother but she assured me she doesnt think so. Well.....I had suspected that people are thinking that way so I guess now was as good a time as any for her to tell me that.
Ummm....I think I am very angry too right now. But maybe - anger isn't really it.....I think I am just so deeply hurt. I am not a religious person but I can't help but remember that "God doesn't give you more than you can handle"....well....for years I have had more than I can handle. HOW ON EARTH DO people handle this? Why do some kids get better? Is it because their parents try harder than me?
Ok...well- I think I have said enough for now. I have spent many hours over the last few months reading your posts. I admire you all so much.