Published on 12, July, 2020
Well my post diagnosis was messy and the mute shut down and rejection of alll medical assistance was the out working of a failier of response that is typical of the mental health provisions in surrey. the few people I saw were ok and the psychiatrist did get me a step along but i was wel annoyed that his paper work was nessacary to qualify what i had been bleeting on about for years anf even now the system has let me drift off because i was traumatise dby the 40 questions it takes to get an assesment to go on the 18 month waiting list for therapy. PLEASE
So how was i exumed from my silence and driven from my pyjamas and the doldrums of indifferent failier and the contemplations of my own execution that I willing ly considered and rejected to continue what I saw as fsithful but self detructive choice to live.
Well She is called Foxy anad she is the dumped dog who escaped the battersey death nell, to become my little world of sucess on a different world view of things.
You can see her baby picture here
http://www.alldogsmatter.co.uk/?dogs-rehomed,7
I am up at 4 to keep the floor dry and when she eats I remember to, her walks and my medication go together and all in all we are a good team, I have to be the boss and eat first and have learned to shout or bark when I am not happy with realy bad behaviour, I am the one who is at the training classes she is well smart and had to go up a class.
The staff at the school responded in fine style to my iam autistic card and a few of them have first hand experience and experts in the friend and family line who would consult to help my challenges, which was overwhelming on the first day.
http://adolescentdogs.com/ have been exelent in their understanding and have been keen to help me keep a sfe and happy doe mostly I needed reassuring that i wass not breaking her in some way.
So I was lead out of the rock under which I crawled realy by a small bright inteligent Little Red Dog, called Foxy.
WB
When ther are no languages to bridge the devide it is the best of us as animals that we have in common, it is sad that we despise this beauty in ourselves as base and of no value or function, for I think it is the very antidote to all that ails us as a result of the toxicity of the life we call modern.
My goodness what a few days!
School was..well..I kicked the wall on the way out. I held my own with 5 'professionals'.
There's nothing wrong with my kid apparently he's very happy. I soon put them right about this and with a few pointed remarks got the school nurse firmly on board. Managed to get O SEN'd and listened to a lot of lies and bull. COuntered every argument to Home Education they threw at me, was very brave and articulate..then dissolved into tears today and became a gibbering wreck.
O's in a bad way and after many tears last night he withdrew into his headphones this morning...if I find him like that when I pick him up he's not going back tomorrow until I see fit..if at all. I was amazed at how little the school understood either of my kids needs and baffled by how one minute they 'were happy and fine' and the next a special school was mentioned..WHAT! Is there no middle ground all of a sudden.
We now have a SENCO but ..well I am so unhappy I do not trust these people anymore and I am not sure I will be able to change my mind after what has happened over the last 12 months...and especially after I was told..'if only you'd mentioned this before'!
Another school 5 miles away has only 22 pupils (yes in the whole school) and we can have a place there if we wish..I liked it but am disenchanted with the system.
Hand on heart I really want to home educate..but I have huge worries about my health..yesterdays debacle has sent me in to a complete spin. Lots has been promised but I have time bound it and expect to see massive improvements. I have cried a lot today, especially after dropping O off and seeing his decline..it was heart breaking.
Mind you this worry isn't helping my health and it would be less stressful giving O what he needs at home than us all suffering on like this.
Hope you r'e OK Wolfie..can you help with a specific question please? O fell yesterday and badly grazed his face (fat lips the lot)..he has be incredibly upset by this..does his (potential) ASD make it harder for him to deal with injury? He's been in consolable since last night and am not sure if it's a school thing or an injury thing.
Oatie.