Mayhem and Stardust

We are the proud parents of, amongst others, Jig, who has a handsome collection of diagnoses (ADHD, AD, FASD) which probably mean nothing and a generous smattering of fairy dust which probably counts for everything. School was a huge challenge and so we decided, probably rashly, to move to the country and home educate him. No medication, no 'support', chickens, space, a farm on the doorstep and a beach nearby. What could possibly go wrong?

Clean Screen

Well, the blip has faded.  We had a brief meeting with CAMHS who then sent me a thanks but no thanks letter and referred us back to the GP who had tried to shuffle us off to them in the first place.  I had wanted a referral to the FAS clinic in Surrey, really just to know what sort of tangle we were dealing with.  I find now that I need more determination to push through and am surprisingly, for such a cynic when it comes to “support”, disillusioned by the fact that the only thing CAMHS wanted to do really, within two minutes (which might be a record) was to re-medicate.  That’s a no so here we are again, sailing along in a clear blue sea with no visible points of reference but no obstacles either. It could be worse.

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