I’m really fucking pissed off. I’m trying my hardest to get Daisy the help she needs and we are currently seeing someone at CAMHS. There is a rough 6 month waiting list before you get to see anyone.
The people in the know are telling me Daisy has autistic ‘traits’ and I know, deep down that this is probably the case. The meltdowns she has and the things that kick them off are not ‘normal’. While no parent wants their child ‘diagnosed’ or ‘labelled’, it will benefit her in the long run, especially where her schooling is concerned.
Now this is why I’m so pissed off.
Trying to get other ‘people’ (her Dad) to understand is another bloody struggle. He has just told me he can’t make tomorrow’s appointment. He has known about it for 4 weeks. I get the earliest time (9-10am) so that it doesn’t take too much time out of his working day. It’s the same old excuse as the last appointment, which he also cancelled the night before – too busy!! The reason he has 4 weeks notice is so that he doesn’t book work in. It’s not rocket science is it?!!!!
The mans a fucking waste of space. And I just told him exactly that.
Why does he not take it seriously? He’s just not interested. I ask for help and he says no. I’ve nicknamed him ‘bare miniman’ because he does the bare minimum.
Life is so fucking unfair. I struggle day to day with tiredness, aching joints and the mind boggling, fucked up fact that I have incurable cancer and will die sooner rather than later. Yet I still muster the strength to be a good mum, put my children first every time, run the house and deal with Daisy.
People call me inspirational but it’s bullshit isn’t it. Because I don’t actually have a choice in the matter. I have to get on with everything that is thrown at me. On my own. It’s a constant uphill battle.
I’ll tell you what is inspirational…the fact that I’m still sane and haven’t hired a hitman. Yet!!