Don't mind you asking at all Jasper. He's doing really well now we have moved counties. Basically we were in a similar situation with regards to the lack of services we received, except we didn't realise until we moved just how lacking it had been! The only reason we got a confirmed diagnosis for ds was because it became obvious to me and dh that he had cp, and during a telephone conversation I asked his consultant if she thought it was cp, and if not she had to give me her reasons for not thinking that. It ended up with her admitting he did have it, although she said the hospital preferred to use global developmental delay so not to scare parents. Totally different things though imo. Gdd infers things could improve, whereas cp cannot do that.
Anyway both myself and dh agree that the only reason we got the diagnosis when we did was because the consultant knew we were moving and therefore someone else would be paying for the services he needs. If something is recognised it has to be dealt with doesn't it, so it makes economic sense not to admit to anything that may cost a bit to deal with.
But now we have moved the difference is amazing, a real example of postcode lottery. Ds has weekly hydrotherapy and weekly physiotherapy, which also includes home visits if I need it. He has a paediatrician here and a neurologist in london. He is on the local disability register, has been seen by social services for adapted equipment, and has a very on the ball hv. We didn't have any of this before, and in fact his physio here is very cross because of the lack of care he received, saying that he should have been having physiotherapy from the age of 6 months every week, not once a month from the age of 18 months.
He can commando crawl now, and roll over, and has learned how to pull himself onto all fours then "w" sit, which is not very good for his hips, but at least he isn't looking at the world from the floor all the time! We have an adapted highchair for him now, and a standing frame that he has to go in daily. To go with the frame he is being made a table to fit his height etc, by a company called remap, who are a group of retired engineers making items for disabled children that cannot be found elsewhere. An amazing service, it isn't costing us anything either, although I would have been happy to contribute. Also we are waiting for a bathing seat for him so he can have a bath without one of us in with him holding on!
His progress thanks to the brilliant physiotherapist we have has been great, but it does make me angry if I think about how he was left with nothing where we lived before. I wonder how much he could have been doing now if he had had treatment that bit earlier.
The Myersons were a very strong family when I knew them, although they just had emmy then. I remember when feeling very low about the future of my own daughter drawing strength from the way they coped. Fortunately my daughter overcame most of her problems and is pretty much ok now, but I feel for them greatly,sitting there thinking there but for the grace of god....
I felt extremely angry on behalf of the other woman though. She was obviously very depressed and had noone to share her worries with, which at least tussy and david had. She seemed to have had a hard enough life as it was without having to battle faceless suits to get virtually nothing back in return. The thing is that what she and others should be doing is fighting tooth and nail to get what they want, but the reality is that life is so draining just dealing with the daily routine of a disabled child (and having to look after any other children you have too)that you don't have the energy to fight. It all goes into just carrying on every day. I think that is what the councils rather bank on tbh, that most will just accept their fate and disappear.
I must say I thought it rather ironic that after listening to how the coucil was cutting back by 250,000 next financial year, the next panorama is about our defence sysytem. How many children could government help with the cost of only one warhead? Doesn't make sense really to me.