Diagnois: No Diagnosis
I’ve blogged a few times about how we have continued to seek a diagnosis for IT Boy, only to wind up with no diagnosis. He’s 2.6 years old, and we know little more about what’s causing his delays than we did when we first started noticing something was up.
Genetic testing turned up nothing. One or two folks reading his progress reports have said they have seen spectrum like traits, but no one who knows the Boy think he’s on the spectrum. The only thing we are still holding out on is having a brain MRI, but at this point it’s not for lack of trying, it’s for lack of room in the schedules of hospitals to do the damn test.
We’re certainly concerned, as we are moving from Early Intervention to CPSE at the school level. Will not having a label of what’s wrong cause IT Boy to lose out on the services he so desperately needs? Is our plan of treating the symptoms enough to go in there with. We have few people working with him who want a diagnosis, even one that isn’t something you would pin on a 2 year old, and that’s where I start to get a bit peeved. A diagnosis for the sake of a diagnosis doesn’t fly with me.
My OT, aka my personal voice of reason, put it best – a diagnosis isn’t always what you expect it to be. Sure, you can Google it, join a support group, and get a little bling badge to put on your blog (her words, BTW, which made me smile). In the end, it doesn’t guarantee you anything. In fact, it can often pigeon-hole you into getting less therapies because that’s what the other kids with XYZ ailment get.
So, we wait. We’re seeing good progress, and we hope over the next few months that he will come even further along. Most of all, we just love the stuffing out of that little boy, and hope that we’re doing the right thing for him, as any parent would.