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A Good Day

About 7 months ago, I sat at Monster’s last case conference at his old school and we had a talk, his teacher, Occupational Therapist, Home Support Worker, Psychologist and I.  And they gave me what basically came down to checks and balances. He loves puzzles. He has a fine motor delay. He aced the intelligence test. He doesn’t understand tone of voice. He shares. He doesn’t like changes in routine. He will sometimes play well with others. He only eats 5 different foods.  Ever. He has a great imagination. He needs to touch. Everything. He seems to focus OK in class. He doesn’t look you in the eye. And it went on. What it came down to:  Every time they want to suggest an assessment or course of action or diagnosis, Monster does something that goes against what a child with that diagnosis would do.  So they were just going to wait and see.  Maybe it would all even out in the end.  So I took my assessments, paperwork, referrals and binder of notes and moved to a new province. And this year at his new school, it’s been more of the same. In fact, where the last school wanted to hold him back, this one wants to push him forward. Sometimes, I swear I have no idea what the right answer is. Last week, after long awaited specialist appointments where the first one told me there was no point to pursuing a diagnosis as long as he was coping well in school, and the second one told me that without a diagnosis there was no way for me to seek help for those issues that are most pressing, I had to take a…