Ok so still dealing with camp debacle but meanwhile....
Today was swimming sports. We had lots of supports in place as it was compulsory. DS was in the non competitive rounds. I could see from my vantage point he was struggling with the noise (hands clamped firmly over his ears) struggling with the heat (pacing and pulling at his clothing) and struggling with waiting (going up to his teacher approx 100 times until I saw her strap her watch on him, show him what time his race was and allowed him to come and sit with me for the rest of the wait. We had retreats in place should he need them (family changing rooms away from everyone until he calmed) anyway before his race a friend of his was waiting for one of hers (I said oh wow A is going in she is being so brave I know she is very frightened of the water) Next minute A was panicking and pulled out of the water. I pointed out her distress to DS and suggested he may like to check on her before his race. He went over and did so. He lined up for his race a pyjama race, he was in the lane closed to the edge so that he could hold the edge. A was also supposed to be in these heats and was standing behind him. His race started and suddenly he popped up in the water and went back to the start. He was deep in discussion with the staff and I thought oh no I am going to have a meltdown to deal with any minute but no what happened next was awesome. His friend A and another girl who was also very scared got in with ds and they all went together. DS had stopped his race because he was too worried about his friend and went back to see if she would get in with him. I cried, nobody else in the benches knew what was going on but I am so, so, so proud. An event that could have been a total and utter disaster for DS and he turns around and made me prouder than the parents of the winners.