There are some things about autism that are hard to live with.
It's all relative because, let's be honest, autism is hard to live with.
Let's talk the nothing specific kind of day.
He's not sleeping again. Too many incidents of to-ing and fro-ing in the middle of the night.
Too many incidents of trying to log onto Dad's work PC in the wee small hours.
Too many incidents of trying to watch the TV, any TV, in the wee small hours.
News from school today, apart from a spelling test result, has not been good.
Refusal to participate in a lesson, throwing his PE kit at his TA.
A different teacher.
An observation by his new Occupational Therapist.
And on and on ...
I feel on edge, irritable and so damn tired.
Irritable because of the obscene amount of sugar I have consumed.
The lights at the end of the tunnel?
The arrival of the presumed-lost-in-the-post wedding invitation
and the expected delivery of six bottles of Champagne.