Probably just need a rant. DD is SN. She has no dx and getting a dx is proving very difficult, mainly because she doesn't tick the boxes IYSWIM.
She strongly presents as PDA. She has some sensory issues but not enough to be considered as SPD.
She attends a unit attached to a school because mainstream can't cope with her.
She attends the unit for less than 3 hours a day because the unit struggle too.
We have been back and forth to doctors and paediatricians for the last 5.5 years, but our health authority does not accept PDA as a condition and therefore won't diagnose.
DD has various professionals involved in her care, including support workers, specialist teachers, she has therapy, the EP is heavily involved, we have home school liaison workers.
I am on my own and spend 150 a week caring for DD. The other hours are spent travelling to and from the school unit and actually being at school.
We have been going round in circles for a number of years, trying to get DD the help she needs but it is frustratingly difficult because no one knows why DD behaves the way she does.
I can live with all of this but yesterday I was speaking to a member of my family who volunteers a lot at her children's school and she asked me how DD is. I briefly told her the latest developments and this is what has pissed me off.
She then spent 90 minutes on the phone telling me I needed to do more, I should be visiting residential schools for feedback even though I do not think residential school is the right place for DD right now, I should make an appointment to sit down with my MP, research the consultants outside of my area who can diagnose PDA and then apply for the funding myself, I should not be relying on the EP to do what he says he will and I should do it myself, I should be taking DD to SS and demanding respite and threatening to leave DD there until they give me help. I should be making a chronological list of every doctor, paediatrician, specialist and gather all reports to show to anyone I can make an appointment with, I should be DOING so much more because if I don't fight for DD, no one will!!
I spend my every waking hour either looking after DD or liaising with professionals, going to meetings, writing statements, having appointments with home support workers, arranging therapy sessions, taking DD to and from therapy sessions and much much more.
I am honestly not exaggerating when I say almost every waking hour is spent looking after DD or dealing with issues wrt DD.
I have no life.
Where does this relative think I am going to find the bloody time to spend hours more on the phone, on fruitless quests like visiting residential schools to ask advice on DD when they've never met her?
Now I feel like shit because I'm clearly not doing enough. This relative doesn't understand how fucking tired I am, how frustrating it can be to feel like you're getting nowhere fast and not being able to do everything on my own.
I know it shouldn't bother me that anyone thinks I am clearly not utilising the 16 hours a week effectively and I should be using every minute to Google more specialists and then email them, camp out at SS, stage a sit in at the MP's office, travel all over the sodding country looking for help as well as doing all of the things I already spend those 16 hours doing which in a typical week includes meeting with leader of unit to catch up on progress, meeting with home school liaison worker, meeting with home support worker, meeting with senco, telephone appointments with specialist teacher, liaising with therapy team, writing statements, arranging times for DD to go to soft play or park with the few friends she has left.
Of course, this is not enough according to this relative. I honestly can't remember the last time I drank a hot drink.
Now this relative has said they are coming to my house this week armed with as many phone numbers as possible for me to ring while she sits there.
I feel things are moving but slowly and yes there are frustrations and disappointments along the way which I deal with when they happen but I really truly cannot take on any more. I really can't. This relative just went on and on about how I should be fighting harder and harder for help and respite. I just wanted some support, not to be told I am obviously not doing enough and should be doing more.
Who is supposed to look after DD while I go to all of these meetings? Not this relative, that's for sure.
Yes, I am a rubbish mother.
Thank you for listening.
I don't understand how people who have not lived through this or anything similar seem to think they could do so much better than me.
She is clearly a far superior parent than I am. 