Today a room full of strangers will sit down and make a decision that will either give my eldest child permission to have the same opportunities as other children his age, or condemn us to face another year of tears, frustration and desperation. As other children have returned to school with varying amounts of enthusiasm,
Over the years I’ve had the privilege of meeting many parents with children who are somewhere on the spectrum. And in that time, I have had a fair few conversations with them where I had agreed that, indeed, Elliot appeared to have many traits in common with their child but that was more down to his rather quirky personality rather than the fact that his brain was wired differently. You would have thought, being relatively more informed than the average human being about a vast array of conditions and syndromes that my brain would have been screaming at me to suspect that perhaps it was more than a coincidence. Apparently my conscious brain was out for a long lunch though.