The day has arrived, Grayson was assessed today for Sensory Processing Disorder. Finally I feel like I am moving forward in this journey, perhaps to a destination now and not just around and around in circles being told I am either making it up, exaggerating, my son is naughty, or that their might perhaps be something wrong. He is a sweet boy and I have known that something does not add up for a good year or so now.
The clinic we were recommended in Central London, has great feedback, and I trust the OT who recommended it completely, she is a friend of my sisters and is also a specialist in Sensory Processing Disorder, just unfortunately has moved back to SA.
Within five minutes of being with the occupational therapist she told me he is a text book case. The relief was immense. I left them to it, the session was meant to be just the two of them, no mummy involvement although I would have loved to have been able to spy. The session was a two hour play based assessment. I popped for a take away cuppa and came back to the clinic to try and relax whilst impatiently waiting. Grayson seemed to have a great time, he loved his therapist and assessor and seemed to respond greatly to her. He is such a sociable little boy, such a chatterbox (hmmmmm I wonder who he gets that from!) I am so blessed that he is like that. I love his personality, even if he does drive me bonkers and is such hard work.
So now the next part of the wait begins, we have to wait two weeks for the parent meeting to discuss the assessment. It is going to be a long two weeks, I just want to get on with helping him now and helming us all. Its hard having a child with additional needs, with no guidance or support. It puts pressure on us all. God knows my relationship is in tatters.