I had forgotten we had that in common as well Madwoman.
I have never heard of Headway, I will look them up.
We had no help at the time. His treatment by the NHS was truly appalling, so there was no chance of them giving us any advice, we just had to muddle through on our own, with me nursing him without support. I was given compassionate leave, but then had to go back to work part time and try and hold down a job whilst nursing him and running the house etc. We were living the other end of the country to both families at the time and had very few 'real' friends up there as we were fairly new to the area. I hate thinking about that period in our life because it was truly awful. 
I managed a couple of hours of fitful sleep, enough to be able to handle the school run.
I'm worrying about how ds1 is coping today. Apparently he refused to go with the TA yesterday morning and it sounds as if there was quite a battle. He can't stand being alone with her every morning and he loathes Thursdays anyway since the whole maths demotion thing. He still wants to go in, but only because of cricket club. Now Fridays are going to be a similar problem, because a good proportion of his literacy set are being taken out to be hothoused tutored by teachers from the secondary towards level 6 SATs. Of course that includes all his friends and he is left with the children he doesn't get on with during what is essentially the 'fun' part of Friday afternoon, where he usually works with his best friend.
Of course this has tapped into his self-esteem issues as well as making Friday, yet another 'blacker than black' day.
Bedtime last night was awful as well. Ds1 totally lost it with ds2, just because he said 'pardon me' when he broke wind. I was downstairs and it sounded like World War III had broken out up there. Poor ds2 was beside himself, in floods of tears. It was purely a verbal attack, but so bad that it left ds2 shaking. He went to dh, who was putting dd to bed, for help and asked if he could stay in their room with them for a few minutes and dh shouted at him and sent him back to his room.
It was clear that the boys needed to put some space between them for a while, so ds1 could calm down and ds2 could recover, but as usual these days dh just wasn't invested in what was going on. Fortunately ds2 had the good sense to come downstairs to me - who daftly assumed that dh would have dealt with it, especially as I am not really able to dash up the stairs at the moment.
Then ds1 was an absolute nightmare this morning, which is pretty much to be expected. Poor ds2 caught out badly again. I've had a chat with him and explained that whilst we need to be sympathetic with ds1 because he is having a difficult time, I still won't stand for him upsetting or hurting people and that he should come to me if ds1's behaviour is distressing him and I will deal with it.
Today is odd, I am tired, flat and don't feel like doing anything, but at the same time bored witless from doing nothing. Have read some books with dd and she is now doing her own thing. Hence me being on here.
If it wasn't for this blooming foot I'd get on a bus and go into town when she goes to nursery, but there's not enough time to get there and back and hobble round the shops if I go on the bus. Very annoying, as if I am going away this weekend I quite fancy spending some of dh's money buying myself something I don't need, just so I've done something for myself.