April, May, June, July... and now August I don't know if anyone reads this, and it's ok if you don't. So the last you heard from me, it was March, and I was busy grumping about my husband (for one), as well as some gal online. (I've since stopped following her posts, and feel I'm the better for it). I was taking my son to a clinic through the local university, and grew real tired of the same B.S. from the doctor, month in and month out. "Things not getting any better? Ok, we'll keep him on the same meds". "Things getting worse? Ok, we'll keep him on the same meds... and dose". Eyah.. so I found out that someone I'd been wanting to get my kiddo to more than a year prior, was finally accepting new patients. I called and practically begged the doctor to take Jack in, and thankfully she started seeing him in April. Jack is off of the Elavil, which means no more regular blood work or EKG's. He's still on the Risperdal (...
"The crazy adventures of an ASD family".