​My Love / Hate relationship with our NHS

A couple of things have happened this week which has made me reflect on my experience with our NHS. It's left me thinking, love it or loathe it?  As some of you know, it took around two years to get The Monster's autism diagnosis - that's pretty good, and we are considered lucky to get a diagnosis …

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Christmas 2016; A sensory delight.

Preparation is the key, right? For most what does this mean? Buying presents early, getting the food shop done before the 24th and making sure you have enough wrapping paper so there are no last ditch attempts at midnight Christmas eve? Preparations in our house were a bit different. They involved priming The Monster about …

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You Don’t Know. My complaint to Lloyd’s Pharmacy.

Dear Lloyd's Pharmacy, You Don't Know: You don't know what kind of day I have had, you don't know that my 3.5 year old son and I have spent an hour and half this morning at hospital whilst I had an antenatal scan. You don't know that I was dreading that appointment because I had …

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Reception class applications, EHCP’s and rocking horse shit! 

We're currently stuck between a rock and a hard place. The Monsters ASD diagnosis happened in November. We are led to believe he will be granted an EHCP for school. For anyone that has been through this process or is about to embark upon, this takes 20 weeks from the date the initial paperwork lands …

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I wish I was a mind reader…

Part of our daily ritual, an absolute must is that the monster has to go on the tablet the minute he gets downstairs in the morning. I allow this until breakfast is done. It allows me to do important things like catch up on emails, the news and of course check out what's happened in …

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Welcome to our world…

Way back when my cheeky little boy was only one,  before his tiny feet had even took their first steps his then childminder raised concerns about his social awareness and his communication skills.  Never had the words “He’s hard work” been such a relief. I thought all children were this challenging, afterall I have nothing …

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