It's been less than a week since we received DS' diagnosis and I'm already frustrated and sad over the whole thing...maybe it's just finally hitting me, or maybe I'm really emotional/hormonal or something...but I want to take DS and hide. My family is driving me NUTS!
We are currently living with my parents, so it's DH, myself, my parents, and DS1 & DS2 all in one house. Everyone is CONSTANTLY "testing" DS to "see what he can do/can't do" - unfortunately it feels VERY much like I am watching them try and teach a dog a trick. It's hurting me greatly to see that this is all anyone wants to do with him. It's "Camden, look over here, turn your head." *rattle shake, rattle shake* non-stop. DH tries to get him to grip his hand, move his head, put weight on his legs. My mom is "coaching" him every time he's lying on his blanket in the floor. They take him out of his swing or bouncey seat to lie him down and "mess" with him (IMO.)
It's driving me bonkers. Yes, there are a few exercises we need to do with DS, but this is literally a constant thing around here since he was diagnosed. I feel like DS has become a lab rat in his own home - that his problems are defining him and no one is letting him just BE.
What can I do...this is exactly what I DIDN'T want to happen.
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We are currently living with my parents, so it's DH, myself, my parents, and DS1 & DS2 all in one house. Everyone is CONSTANTLY "testing" DS to "see what he can do/can't do" - unfortunately it feels VERY much like I am watching them try and teach a dog a trick. It's hurting me greatly to see that this is all anyone wants to do with him. It's "Camden, look over here, turn your head." *rattle shake, rattle shake* non-stop. DH tries to get him to grip his hand, move his head, put weight on his legs. My mom is "coaching" him every time he's lying on his blanket in the floor. They take him out of his swing or bouncey seat to lie him down and "mess" with him (IMO.)
It's driving me bonkers. Yes, there are a few exercises we need to do with DS, but this is literally a constant thing around here since he was diagnosed. I feel like DS has become a lab rat in his own home - that his problems are defining him and no one is letting him just BE.
What can I do...this is exactly what I DIDN'T want to happen.
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. That happens here too (different things, same result...constant testing by relatives). I can't imagine living it all the time.
If he's not tube fed, he will die. period. no question. So what is she saying, that it's better to let him be happy and die a slow and drowning death? I just wans to scream when she says that. She also wanted to know why they let us out without fixing the aspiration problem first and why we weren't doing "training" with him. I was like "uh, what training?" she said in a totally bitchy superior voice "suck training." right. that's what made the aspiration so much worse. he learned to suck properly. I asked her if she'd ever heard of epiglottis training, and she said, "I don't know, does it work?" I just was so frustrated by then I gave up. She just can't accept that he's not normal, and will go to any length to find a way to fix him. I'm happy the way he is as long as he's happy.
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