As you know I have recently started studying Education Support. I have completed 3 of 15 subjects so far, one of which was Provide Support to Students with ASD. While I was studying it, I felt uncomfortable. I was upset and I cried. There's a difference between intellectually knowing the stuff and getting it drummed into you the deficits that go with an ASD diagnosis.
It's been 7 years and 8 months since Boy Childs diagnosis. The weird thing is that I remember the exact date we got the report. Maybe that's because I have had to look at the report ocassionally for various reasons. It seems that date is burned into my brain.
Last night I watched the Four Corners episode The Autism Enigma. I found the episode interesting but it really didn't depict how ASD has affected Boy Child so I felt a bit removed from it.
Today I attended a workshop which we were advised to attend, as it would help us in our studies and work in Education Support. It was about making education successful for students with ASD. If last night I felt removed, then today was (as my classes had been) a wake up call. Once again, I'm second guessing the choices we made so long ago, being frustrated by the lack of support we had and hoping that those choices haven't screwed Boy Child up, at least not too much.
The thing is he is happy with who he is. He doesn't think that any additional help would have made much (if any) difference to him. I hope that he is right. But for now, I really would like to just bury my head in the sand. Maybe next week I can go back to thinking of Boy just as Boy without worrying about his ASD because it is a part of who he is. His ASD doesn't define him.