Diagnosis

Something we have been aching for for at least one of our children.  Knowing they have illnesses and complications which are unable to be explained or understood is so frustrating.  

Today we finally received a diagnosis. 

Domenik is autistic.  

We expected it, I thought I was prepared, but I feel upset...  Upset that all the things we have been seeing can't be explained away.  Upset that we were right.  How odd is that?

He has been classed with a grade 2 disability (I think that is worded correctly) so will need a lot of support and therapy to help him progress through school and in life.  It also means automatic acceptance to the NDIS funding, just need to work out the paperwork etc...

I'm not sure what else really to say.  

He met every single criteria.. even in the section where he only needed to meet 2,  he met them all...  

Apparently we are to be congratulated for coping, managing so well and taking the steps to seek diagnosis...  

If we are to be congratulated, why don't I feel empowered or even the slightest bit validated?  

I'm hoping a good cry in private will help ease this feeling and we can start to feel positive and know we can at least move forward with getting assistance for one of our brood...  

We FINALLY have answers, we know for once we are not along, and that there is help and support out there....