The Diagnosis
"Your child has ASD." The doctor then proceeded to explain about the Triad of disorders etc.I was already numb. It was like a death sentence when she added "There is no cure but he can be helped. He's considered mild, so you are quite lucky."
Before I could even cry or react, she pushed a list to me. " Here's a list of services that you can contact for help. So I'll review him again in a year."
I could not even react. I just left the room, sat down on a seat and cried quietly. My son, oblivious to my tears happily ran around and played in the waiting area.
I felt so alone and helpless. I wish I had someone to talk to. Someone who could tell me that it would be alright, it was not the end of the world.
That's what I want to tell parents now: I didn't know it at that time but it was the beginning of a journey, a Journey of Hope ! And you are not alone.
I felt so alone and helpless. I wish I had someone to talk to. Someone who could tell me that it would be alright, it was not the end of the world.
That's what I want to tell parents now: I didn't know it at that time but it was the beginning of a journey, a Journey of Hope ! And you are not alone.
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