CDC Again..

Think this was our 4th, maybe 5th CDC with Dylan. When I was told that it would be a different paediatrician than my normal one who has seen Dylan since he was 16 months old I was a bit annoyed. I was told that they didn’t know when she would be back in so I obviously took the appointment that was offered to me to help to progress through everything.

Whenever we attend any appointment with Dylan we tend to wait in the car until two minutes before the appointment to go in. This is due to Dylan getting extremely worked up if we have to wait in a strange room with other people in, so we have found that this is the best way to ensure that he keeps nice and settled before hand. When we went for this appointment though they were 20 minutes late. Dylan waited a lot better than he ever has at the very start but then he started to get more and more anxious and after 10 minutes I was back to doing the usual of walking up and down the hallway trying to stop him screaming and to calm him. Ad went out to ask them what was going on and was told that at the start of every CDC they always discuss for 20 minutes. Now I have been to my fair share of CDCs and this has never been the case and was even more frustrating knowing that they were in that room beside the waiting room with the two-way mirror being able to hear and see how worked up Dylan was getting.

Eventually they came to get us and it was the new paediatrician that we hadn’t ever met, as soon as we sat down she asked such a ridiculous question especially seeing as they had supposedly been chatting about Dylan for the 20 mins we were waiting .. she started off with-

So, what are you concerned about?”

I just started to cry. Not huge sobbing crying because I was keeping myself together in front of everyone but I looked at her and replied with one word – Everything. 

I composed myself a little, but I did go on a little rant. I wasn’t mean, or rude I just expressed how frustrated I was by everything that is going on. To be honest I think I have every right to be frustrated and everyone in the room said at the end of my little rant that they could honestly understand why I was so frustrated.
Dylan was first seen at the children’s centre when he was he was 16 months old, he was referred at 13 months old. Even from the very first appointment we have been told that he is autistic and that he would need to attend a special needs school.
When we first went we were told that it is great that Dylan got referred so early as Early Intervention can make a huge difference to a child… but we have seen none of that. Not a single thing until very recently when speech therapy started 2 weeks ago.
We have also been told that the waiting for an official diagnosis is a lot longer than it is meant to be. You are meant to be seen and have the diagnosis within 12 weeks of doing the parent interview… we have been told that it will be a 9+ month wait.
I mean, we need this official diagnosis as much as professionals keep telling us that he is severely autistic my heart and mind are going through daily and sometimes even hourly battles over this. This is destroying my mental health, putting huge strains on our relationship and causing out family to suffer.

We were told that he may not get a place in a special needs nursery because the wait list at the moment is really long to get official statement done and we were told to not get our hopes up for him to get a nursery placement.
I mean COME ON!! We were apparently referred at the earliest stage possible to the education board so that we could get this done and sorted and not have to fight and wait for this like everything else, but now we have been told this. What the hell else am I meant to do?

Everything is just not right and something needs done about it.
Who can I contact for help?
I need this all sorted so I can then concentrate on sorting myself so I can be the best mother possible to my kids, to know how to help Dylan the best I can… This isn’t fair on our family and many others I know going through this.

Also, to add, Dylan needs a new high chair, he is too heavy for his current one and without being strapped in Dylan will not eat food. He does not seek food or enjoy food, but the NHS will not provide us with one or even help us to get one because it is classed as a restraint. Same as a car seat, its classed as a physical restraint but they have told me that they know Dylan needs one as he escapes from a seatbelt and that it isn’t safe.
Since when did a child’s safety & well-being stop being the main concern??

Sorry I went off on a bit of a rant… but I hope you can understand why, and if you know where I can go for support and advice to push these things further forward please do get in contact. 



Getting Dylan’s Education Plan Underway

We finally have started the ball rolling for getting Dylan sorted with a school.
The education board came out and asked us many questions though this wasn’t after me phoning them and gently reminding them that they are meant to have seen a child within 22 days of accepting them.
A lovely and friendly lady came over to meet Dylan and chat all about him so that she could get a full and informed report to help him get through all the stages quickly and hopefully with as little fighting as possible.IMG_0870.jpg

Like the majority of Dylan’s appointments it was pretty tough. You find that you are always talking about what he can’t do and what he should be doing, They ask you if he can do certain things and 9 times out of 10 its a “nope he can’t do that.” I know that this is to get him the help that he needs and to ensure that he gets it but as a parent it is a really tough thing to do.

I was hoping that this appointment would lift a whole load of stress off my shoulders and settle down a whole heap of the worry I was having unfortunately it did not. I understand that the lady who came out to us doesn’t want to give false hope but she said that she couldn’t tell us either way if Dylan would get through the Stages but then also went on to tell us that it isn’t often that she goes out to see children as young as Dylan and it is so obvious to her that they are autistic.
When she left I was so confused. How could she say such contradicting things, though she recently called to let us know that he has got through stage three easily and her boss has told her that she thinks Dylan will get up to Stage five without any questions. Fingers crossed it all goes how it is meant too, and then we can start the fight to get a school close to us and that we think will suit him best.


She did though also tell me on the phone that her boss thinks he will be best suited to a school for children with severe learning difficulties and we have been told this by several people recently which has been pretty hard to take.
I hadn’t really spent much time thinking about this but it was a rather heavy thing to take and made it clear to me just how hard he does find life, how challenging his behaviour really is and just how much I do for him.

As his mum I do everything for him daily and just get on with it, I don’t put much thought into how much extra support I give him compared to other children his age, but when I think about it, and see other children younger or his age it really makes things hit home. You see them chatting to their parents, shouting for their mum when they are distressed or want something, running about and playing with other children, choosing what to buy in shops, walking down the street beside their parents, turning around when they hear their name.. and many, many other things.


It’s really tough, really, really tough.
When I heard this, had it confirmed by other professionals who have seem him on many occasions and really thought about how he actually is, it started me on a downward spiral.