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Nothing is ever black or white, Its all Blue

Autism speaks! William doesn’t, but true love needs no words…

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But our son isn’t disabled…Have you ever been asked to admit something you aren’t quite ready for?

Today our Health Visitor came to go through DLA with us, This is to help us financially support William as he gets older and ensure all his needs are adequately met. I was warned that the forms are not pleasant. Well they are in fact 61 pages of hell!!! 😒

Is my son classed as disabled? I’ve only just plucked up the courage to tell people he has special needs, I know this is just me focusing on the wording but it stings to think that people will class him that way.

Getting hold of the form was hard. We went to the Wilson centre who told us to go to Jobcentre. We went to the Jobcentre to be told we needed PIP forms and to call a certain number… we don’t need PIP forms as he is under 16 but no we apparently needed PIP forms. WE DIDN’T!

There is no hiding from anything with the DLA form. Right from the beginning where it asks you to tell them what is wrong with your child and when did you notice? He has a severe developmental delay and I picked up on it from when he under a year old… It doesn’t give you the option to tell them you have your head in the sand for a year. That you were scared to admit it out loud.

There is then a full section about how he walks and gets around, which we aren’t allowed to fill in until he turns 3 so we will be doing it all again in March.

The rest of the section asks you to put time on things he can do or things you have to do for him and this is heartbreaking to fill in. I think the worst part was admitting how difficult bath times can be. He is fine sitting in water but as soon as we need to actually wash any part of him it becomes a traumatic experience. it can often be a 2 person job to bath him, one to hold him down so he doesnt hurt himself and one to wash him as adequately and quickly as possible.

We sent the form off and have a long wait ahead of us to find it if we are eligible, it can take 40 days for an initial answer and should his application be refused, we could send an appeal against their decision which will take more time.

Once again I can add this to the ever expanding list of things we are awaiting confirmation for…

Christmas Jumpers for our Sunday big nan visit

Its been a tough few weeks recently, William seems to have regressed in his behaviours and seems to be lashing out at me more than usual. Not his dad just me… what did I do? He purposely scratched my face when he was frustrated which I’m not going to lie hurt like a motherfucker! the valuable lesson I have taken from this is to make sure I keep his nails short however cutting them is an awful and thankless task. Imagine if an octopus had claws on each tentacle and you had to avoid 7 of them whilst pinning the other one down, that’s what its like cutting his nails. Except that the octopus is screaming and biting to get away from you.

Today we had a full on meltdown because I wouldn’t let him eat ‘another’ packet of Parma Violets. He went to find more and threw them all over the floor before throwing himself down too and refusing to get up… I tried to lift him but he’s very smart and makes himself go all floppy! considering developmentally he is less than a year old he does show some terrible two traits which we were told is a good sign (insert eye roll here πŸ™„)

His sleep is very disturbed now. From the moment we brought him home from the hospital he slept for 7pm until gone 10am and we had to wake him up not the other way round. People called us lucky. I don’t feel lucky anymore. He goes to his room at about 7 to 7.30pm and precedes to destroy his bedroom for a good hour or more. Draws opened and emptied, everything he can physically reach ends up on the floor and in pieces. Juice everywhere and if we are very ‘lucky’ he will often smear the contents of his nappy around the room. Three times this week we’ve had to hose the boy down in the shower and disinfect his room and carpets ready for the next day… we go through a lot of sheets and a lot of wash powder. The washing machine is always on.

William hums and seeks comfort in his clothing tags. His key worker has recently given him a lego chew brick so he can fulfil is oral sensitivity needs but keep his hands free to play.

This is most likely our last post until after the Christmas holidays so I want to end it on a positive note!

William has an appointment with a paediatric neurodevelopmental specialist in January 2020… this confirmation is correct and came after Sarah⭐our amazing health visitor called our GP due to the last referral debacle.

We hope you all have a very merry christmas & a happy new year! πŸŽ„πŸ₯‚

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