The Unexpected News

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Mysteria27
Mysteria27
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I would call your name over and over;
Can you hear me? I would talk slower.

I often wondered does he hear?
Reading and searching with great fear.

I asked the doctors if something was wrong;
They said he is delayed, and he will come along.

There are so many symptoms as I read;
It seems Autism is very widespread.

The pain and the anguish starts to happen;
Waiting and waiting to start some action.

The waiting lists to see specialists are years long;
They say put your name on them, and tell you to be strong.

There is something wrong with my child, please help him;
The professionals say you have to be patient, but this is looking dim.

In all my readings, they say you have only a window of time;
The clock is ticking and we are so behind.

I cry and I weep as I can't believe this is our fate;
Why is this happening, I try to translate.

My child is handsome and appears to look fine;
But something is wrong, there are all of these signs.

At first, the doctors said he was just delayed;
Don't worry Mrs. Smith, they started to convey.

The state comes in and starts Early Intervention;
The therapists come in and hope for a reaction.

The therapists work and give my son attention;
At times, there seems to be so much frustration.

The phone rings the specialist has a cancellation;
We get ready and its time for the evaluation.

So many forms to fill out and so many questions;
I am feeling so sad, as I go into depression.

The results are in and we are told its true;
Our child has Autism and now I am feeling blue.

My husband and I start to embrace;
I nearly pass out, I have to get out of this place.

I read and I search on the Internet;
There is so much information, my mind just forgets.

I am so depressed, and nobody is in my situation;
But I do read about a lot of great foundations.

I find some support groups, and I share my feelings;
We all talk together, and start the healing.

For many years, I cried and was very depressed;
But I went to the doctor and I started to confess.

He prescribed me some medicine to help me along;
I felt much better and even more strong.

In the end, there is so much information;
Lots of stories of true inspirations.

I was told Autism is not a tragedy;
Ignorance is.

Mysteria27
Mysteria27
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