It was him who got himself into swimming.
So he struggled and his secondary were dreadful. Gaslighted me and he had a knife pulled on him in a classroom. He had a breakdown and that's when he wanted to end it all. I rang him in sick and said I was taking him to the GP and school refused to authorise the absence and they didn't believe he had anything to be anxious about as the child was excluded for 2 days.
Ds never went back. I asked him when he was off with anxiety what he wanted to do - what would help. He said swimming.
So we found a small local club that was also the disability hub club and he started. He was diagnosed with autism at this point but he'd been getting worse with walking for a number of years and was under neurology.
He used to sit at meets with ear defenders on with a towel wrapped around his head and body. He looked like a lost soul! It never mattered to him he was older than other swimmers in his squad or he didn't win medals. He trained so hard and it just seemed to give him a leave he hadn't felt for a year or so.
He started a new school in the September and his EHCP refusal to assess tribunal date finally came up.
A few days before this mum was diagnosed with cancer.
But I got through it and won - he got his EHCP and his confidence grew.
He was diagnosed with hereditary spastic paraplegia (an upper motor neurone condition causing increased spasticity and stiffness in the legs) and placed on the waiting list for classification.
School was tough as he was bullied but this school dealt with it really well and his swimming always was his sanctuary.
Then lockdown happened. His small club couldn't provide the hours he had been training and he was struggling with this and took himself swimming a few times a week. This was what lead him to move clubs as a lifeguard there suggested he move (ex swimmer for the club).
He did a trial, the coach saw "something" in him and took him on.
Then in October 2021 he was classified.
Mum went down hill Christmas 2021 and died in May 2022.
I had been getting more and more unwell with uncontrollable heavy periods and eventually diagnosed with adenomyosis which meant 5 weeks after mum died he had to go through me having major surgery.
Watching him walk out next week at a competition with the best of British and knowing what it's taken mentally for him to come this far might break me!
I know ds cares how well he performs but I just care he's there. He has a passion in life and finds such happiness from it that 6 years ago I never thought he'd find 😊