Lisad, sounds like a nightmare. Wish I knew what to say to make it feel better, but know that realisticallythere's nothing that would - your frustration levels must be through the roof. If you can't have wine, I'm bloomin well sending you a ((very unmnetty hug)) instead.
Odd week here, ds got his diagnosis on Monday, I was put on betablockers and referred for both CBT and physiotherapy
on Tuesday, dd started the local vipers nest play/toddler group on Wednesday (that was fun
) then we had a big meeting of all the professionals involved with ds1 (we had 9!
) at school on Thursday, which we were told was not a CAF or a TAC, just an informal meeting to plan the next term's support and a handover from the EP to the 1-1 inclusion lady. 
Still the meeting itself went quite well - would be great if everything that was promised materialises, but ... well y'know. 
It ended with me trying to be nice and thanking everyone for their support and his teacher leaning in and whispering "I wouldn't be too optimistic, you never know when 'these sorts' will decide to pull the plug" (meaning the SISS and EP team, who have so far not given us any reason to doubt them and in fact have gone above and beyond on many occasions).
Said teacher also spent the whole meeting telling everyone how hard it is for her having a child 'like ds1' in her class when she has "26 other children to deal with as well you know" and making reference to occasions when he's made her life difficult, most of which amounted to times she'd handled him badly. She even admitted that she's regularly sarcastic to him - but she thinks he's starting to get that now. 
Flipping pills have wiped me out to the extent that I feel like I can barely move. I am beyond exhausted and just lifting my hand/arm feels like a major effort. Weird, because I had them years ago in an attempt to reduce my migraine attacks and they didn't affect me badly then - didn't stop the migraines either though come to think of it. Dh is away on business for most of next week, so I hope the side effects wear off soon or I'll just have to stop taking them.
Next week we also have my follow up at the GP and ds1's paed appointment to discuss his digestive problems and suspected absences.
Why do I feel like I'm trapped in a giant hamster wheel at the moment?