I wrote the following a few days after Caroline was diagnosed but was to not ready to share:
The words stung like nothing before and that is saying something as I am no stranger to tragedy or adversity. I had been asking the question for nearly three years but now that someone was willing to answer the question-I wished I would have never asked.
Is it better to know? Of course, it is.
Will I be able to come to terms with it? In good time.
What are the next steps? Fight, fight like I have never fought before.
Caroline is engaging, hardworking, funny, and joyful. She also doesn't sleep often, is fed through a g-tube, has over a 40% developmental delay, and is medically involved. And now, one of the best developmental pediatricians in Chicago feels like, "Caroline is on the Spectrum...she is not a typical presentation but she is on the Spectrum."
When I heard those words, the first thing I thought was at least we have an answer. But I didn't stay there long, I immediately drifted to do I agree with diagnosis? And have been stuck at what does this mean...for Caroline, for our family, for me??
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Today, I wrote:
Autism (moderate to severe), Mixed Expressive Language Disorder, Motor Coordination Disorder, Sensory Processing Disorder, ADHD, Failure to Thrive, Reflux, and Severe Global Developmental Delay. Everything preceding Failure to Thrive, we learned about in the last month. At first, I wasn't sure about the Autism diagnosis but in the time since the diagnosis Caroline has picked up several obsessive behaviors, her need for sensory input is rarely met.
There is no time to process what this means. The books tell me that I need to "grieve" for the loss of the parenting experience I imagined when I first discovered when I was pregnant; however, they also admit no responsible parent with a child who has received this diagnosis has time to do so. Don't get me wrong, I find time to cry and places to direct my misplaced anger--sorry John and any telemarketer who calls me.
Caroline is amazing. I want to give her the opportunity to reach her full potential and I will move the world to do so-but I also realize that resources are limited and we have to make tough decisions. I am coming to terms with the diagnosis but I am having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that we will not be able to provide her all the care and support she needs and deserves. I spend countless hours researching programs, doctors, hospitals and just as much time reading books about kids who have had amazing outcomes trying to figure out how we get from here to there.
My last thought, everything does not happen for a reason.
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