we're seeing the GP this afternoon and just wanted some opinions about what is going on before we go in.
DS is almost 6 and holds on to his poo for days and days, on average he poo's once every 7-10 days. He just holds on to it until he can't hold on to it anymore.
He would only do it in a nappy until about 6 months ago and then he finally gave up and started going on the toilet but he kept saying that the toilet seat was too cold (it isn't and he usually doesn't have a problem being cold) and so would put a towel on the seat.
He's had an accident in his pants at school because he couldn't hold on to it any longer, and several accidents at home because he can't hold on to it any longer but refuses to sit on the toilet.
What bothers me the most is the anxiety he's experiencing over having a poo. Last week he got extremely worked up and started crying hysterically and took his shoes off and through them in a rage and hit me and kicked me, all because his poo was coming out, he couldn't hold it in and he would not go on the toilet.
We also have other problems with his behaviour and I don't know whether it's connected.
Sometimes he can be lovely but he gets very angry over very little, very easily.
If he doesn't get his own way he will have a total meltdown, kicks me, hits me, calls me names.
For example yesterday we were at the beach collecting shells, it was lovely, but then he got water in his wellies and on his trousers. He had a total meltdown because his leg was hurting where his welly had been rubbing and he had sand on his feet and wanted to get the sand off. All we had to do was walk 2 mins back to the car where I could wash him with a bottle of water, dry him with a clean towel and put his dry trousers and trainers on him. But he wouldn't walk and just lashed out at me.
These tantrums are ruining our lives, I know that sounds dramatic but it makes me avoid doing a lot of things with him, especially without DH, as I worry about him having one of these episodes and it's hard for me to control him. Most days outs are ruined by one of these meltdowns and I end up thinking 'why do I bloody bother?'.
I have wondered whether this could be sensory processing disorder?
He's also very sensitive to noises, he is petrified of hand dryers to the point where he will now only use the disabled toilets when we're out because there's often not a hand dryer in there and if there is he knows there nobody else in there to set it off.
I'm at the end of my tether now, I love him to pieces but I often don't enjoy our time together because he is SUCH hard work, he's mood swings are draining.