I have 2 children who are autistic, and we've had to deal with insurance companies and physicians networks. Bills for occupational therapy and speech therapy are awful. Plus I have rheumatoid arthritis. At the moment I'm not on any meds (I was on Remicade and methotrexate) because it's just too damn expensive.
Sorry, it's been a rough few weeks. Dealing with the effects of my autistic son's poor kindergarten teacher. He now has some behavioral issues that weren't there when he started school last year. He's a six-year old who's half my height that is currently going through the equiv. of the terrible two's and three's. I've been smacked in the face, had my glasses knocked off, and had to intervene in too many altercations between him and his sister (my older daughter).
That and my writing sucks. I've pretty much lost my touch, I think. I've been trying to revise some of my stories and it just ain't working. Seems like all I've been hearing is criticism on all fronts, from my writing to my art to my parenting skills. And when I ask for support, all I get is silence. Or more criticism.
Sigh. I'll stop whining now.
