I cannot deny, I was gutted. I felt dumped, thrown out with the dish water, and very angry. I mulled over the letter for a few days. I wondered if I should take our story to the Press. Or maybe go in and fight. It was all so unfair and just not good enough.… Continue reading What we did next.
Months went by of nothing. I went back and forth to silly meetings that left me feeling like I was wasting my time. Meanwhile, my girl was becoming more ill. The system’s best efforts to offer help was to have us sign on with the ‘health school’. A place for sick kids who are… Continue reading The Meeting.
Not that I’m keeping count, but WordPress have just let me know that I’ve reached my 3 year blogging anniversary. So I thought I would just give myself a pat on the back about it whilst I’m pondering my next diary blog. I was watching Kirtsy Forbes do a talk in her car this… Continue reading 3 years of Blogging Lovepda.
By the time I was offered our entry appointment, my daughter was spending every day in bed. The exhaustion from just being in her head and the amount of time that routines for OCD were taking, bed was where she was most comfortable, able to draw and have small amounts of time to forget. Despite… Continue reading Mental health Services, New Zealand. 2019.
Back in May last year, my girl, who had been going to school every day, 9 am- 3.30pm, no days off, perfectly, for a whole term, got into an altercation with a school bully. Standing up for her friend, who was regularly targeted by the not so bright brocade, she flew in among the punches,… Continue reading September 2018. Head trauma, OCD & Services.
With permission from Kirsty Forbes, autism and neurodiversity support specialist, I am sharing her words because these are a stunning summery of what it means to have a brain that is PDA. In the past few months I have met with numerous different Doctors and here is a selection of responses I have had… Continue reading The best explanation of PDA I’ve ever seen, by Kirtsy Forbes.
What on Earth did lone Mummas do in the days before the internet? They just got on with it? Most likely too frightened or even ashamed in those days to talk about why their child was like that kid in Sesame street “Three of these kids are doing the same thing, three of these kids… Continue reading The days after May 15th.