April is autism awarness month.
There is so much out there on autism today then when Pudd'n was first diagnosed 10 years ago. He's come a long way and yet he has not. I honestly thought he'd be talking by now and at least had some hope of living on his own.It is a sad and painful reality that he is not going to.
We've tried everything out there to ease his symptoms of autism to no avail. I get very jealous when I read the "miricle" stories how some kids emerge after the latest and greatest method. I've tried them all, why did none ever work for my son?
Is there ever going to be a happy ending for us?
Or will we be just exhausted and depressed for the rest of our lives?