Concentrating on NaNo this month. In the meantime, here’s one of my favorite posts from my friend Nicole. Have a nice night!
On January 10, 2011 my son J was diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD). I can remember everything about that day. It was a Monday and I had taken the day off work. The temperature outside was in the teens and so J and I were both bundled in our puffy coats patiently waiting for J’s name to be called.
The waiting room was not child friendly, surprising since it was a children’s hospital. There were some torn books scattered on a table and some weird mirror shaped like a fish that reflected everything upside down.
J tried amusing himself as I filled out what seemed like a million forms. There were insurance forms, privacy forms, health history and family background questionnaires. I answered questions like:
How much did your child weigh at birth? Has your child ever had surgery? Does your child look at you when you call his or her name? Can your child point his finger…
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