We went in yesterday for what is officially the last of the evaluations for Matthew. He is on the spectrum, but he is mild. The doctor said to continue on with what we're doing for him, and now maybe with the diagnosis, we can also get some additional help through the schools.
My life has been going down a spiraling hole. I think I need to see a therapist. Last night I slept about 15 hours, and when I woke up and showered today, I could barely lift my arms to comb through my hair. I have absolutely no ambition to do anything. I'm thinking more and more about going into the hospital to get a whole drug-makeover, which just sounds more appealing. Maybe I'll ask my psychiatric nurse when she gets back if it's a possibility. For now, though, I'm just going to keep on going, day-to-day struggle as it may be.
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