Guest guest Posted December 14, 2012 Report Share Posted December 14, 2012 Wow. I didn't write this, but it's me. I call it "the bird in my chest" feeling, that horrible fluttering high up in your ribcage that means you are on the verge of panic. And it just never goes away. I take care of cancer patients, and my therapist tells me "based on that, you know things could be MUCH worse". Agreed, however one of two things happens with cancer patients. They either pass away, or they recover. There is an end to the diagnosis, in either direction. Not with autism. It's day in, and day out, some days are good, some days are so overwhelmingly bad you don't know how you will get out of bed tomorrow for fear of a repeat, which there so often is. But we just keep plugging away, because this little person is a piece of our heart, and all we can do is do the best we can do. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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