We did get diagnosis, eventually. I made a body of objective evidence from teachers comments and reports and put it in a massive folder, along with other measures. Really anal things like number of night wake ups, hours sleep on and off melatonin, ratios of requests with accedence and refusals etc. It was the world’s daftest data collection exercise, but it worked. Because it was objective, they couldn’t dismiss it without a standard. They couldn’t say her inability to yes to anything ever was not typical, if they couldn’t define a range for typical. But I could say it was 100%. And they had already said that wouldn’t be normal. Because they always start with ‘all children have…..’. And what I was saying was ‘my child overwhelmingly has …. And it is having this measurable impact’
I pointed out, at length, that the criteria is that symptoms are present in two settings, not impacting negatively on those settings. She doesn’t have to be failing or disruptive. I also pointed out that my strategies at home are mitigating impact at school. So I am letting her stay home on says that are hard, school aren’t seeing her hard days. And that the comments her actual contact teachers are about her work, and that she has been referred to various social schemes ACTIVELY contradict the senco she doesn’t know ticking the box that says she ‘never’ rushes her work or has conflict with friends etc etc etc.
She is now diagnosed and medicated. It has made a massive difference. She hasn’t had a school refusal in months. She hasn’t felt sick in forever (her go to, and likely an anxiety response) her teachers have noticed a difference (um, how? If she was so fine before?!!) and most tellingly, she willingly takes her meds independently (I was having to hide her melatonin in her dinner, because she flat out refused it) and if you knew her and her refusal to do anything she should, you’d know that is an ENORMOUS sign that they help her and she recognises that.
She does homework, has made new friends, has much less conflict with friends, cleans her teeth without me involved at all, eats better, sleeps better. There’s nothing that’s not improved, except school performance. It just doesn’t take EVERYTHING I have to get their results for them. Proving conclusively that school didn’t have a fucking clue.
She’s still a challenged child. Home life isn’t easy. But it’s easiER. And that’s all I could hope for. She’s also been referred for an autism assessment. By the same paediatrician who said she couldn’t possibly be autistic because she displayed imaginative play. Apparently he ‘knows her better now’ I resisted the temptation to tell him I told him so, but we now have to wait three years for an assessment. Which is annoying, since I was fairly sure she was autistic when she was referred three years ago. What a good job I’m me and refused to be go away quietly! I was diagnosed myself recently, too. (No surprise!)