Pit Stop

On my journey toward inner peace, I had a pit stop today at "sobbing behind my van out of the line of sight of my son"...not a fun place.  We had just left the psychiatrists's office, and I had gotten a shock.

I had thought that the Easter Seals' Autistic Diagnostic screening was irrefutable.  I carried around the piece of paper saying that he was not on the spectrum much longer than a healthy  person should.  The doctor disagrees with the team at Easter Seals.  She thinks he is on the spectrum as PDD-NOS (Pervasive Developmental Disorder - No Other Specified). 

I felt like I had been sucker punched.  I am still reeling really.  It was not even a possibility I had imagined.  I keep waiting for this situation (someone telling me he is autistic) to not hurt so much or to not scare me so badly.

Clearly, in the words of Aragorn, that day is not today.  I am not sure when it will be, but I am sure it will come.  My son's challenges are just that...challenges.  I know that to view his particular struggles as a tragedy would be disrespectful to him and to Life.  I have to have faith that we can handle what comes our way because I NEED to have faith that he can handle anything that comes his.