Raising B - The Journey Thus Far
Today was draining. I'm a 33 year old mother of three children. My oldest is 15 and has been through hell and back with his mental illness. I have struggled to raise this child to the best of my ability. I have fought the school board with delays and excuses, I have fought doctors and agencies and psychiatrists to see what I see and hear me. It took years of fighting to finally get my son, B, a diagnosis of Autism Spectrum Disorder a couple months before he turned 11. This came after years of B having auditory hallucinations, aggressive behaviour including assaulting many children at school, having the schools (more than one) put on lockdown, leaving the school/classroom, etc. This journey has been exhausting, yet rewarding. You may think this is a blog about ASD. It's not. It's so much more than that. When B was 8, I brought him to the ER at the advice of his school at the time after episodes of violence and auditory hal...