On Monday I had what I thought to be his triannual IEP. Not the case, it served two purposes: first, this was just a LONG two hour addendum to his IEP we had in May. It also served as an excused to fax all the documentation I needed to detemine elgibility for the Regional Center. Come to find out that they have recommended he be moved to a different school and of course a different class. I will touch more on a future post. But I walked out of there truly brain-fried. Nothing like putting a dent in your day, eh?
After three long years of truly not having an “official” Autism diagnosis, we finally have one. It’s such a relief. Now that he has been diagnosed everything is starting to come together, I can start the long process of trying to get services for BP outside of the educational realm. I have to thank thank his school for helping, but I think it was do to the fact that I contacted the local Regional Center here. My phone call began it all and with the help of a referral from BP’s doctor I might have not gotten anywhere. So it begins: more assessments, tests, etc. I have IEP’s up to my neck and I am swimming in paperwork. About two weeks ago I met with a case worker and they wanted to bring BP so they could observe and ask him a few questions. I was SO nervous because the fears of having to take Brendan out of his comfort zone would drive any Mother of a child with Autism anxious. This was the first step of several to see if he will even qualify for services. Isn’t that a laugh, he is clearly qualified but of course they must deal with all the other parents who apparently abuse the system just to get services. Anyway, that is another story in itself.