Today I had a phone meeting with the psychologist at Kaiden's school. Not something you really want to have to do, but in this case I initiated it.
Our old foe, Asperger's Syndrome, has raised it's ugly head again.
I really wish it would just go away. But as that's not going to happen, we need to learn to let it come in, make itself comfortable and then entice it to sit quietly in the corner and play Xbox or something, so Kaiden can just get on with his life.
His recent exam results in English were poor. To say the least. And I know it's not his fault. He tried hard. Boy, did he try hard.
And I know he studied, because I studied right there along with him. He even worked himself out a study timetable in the two weeks leading up to exams. Finally my influence is rubbing off! My boy is slowing becoming organised!!!
But the English exam results were bad. In the hour he had to write he didn't even manage half a page. He knew what he needed to write, that's not the problem.
It's all there in his head, he just can't seem to get it from his brain, down his arm, through his hand, into the pen and onto the page. Somewhere along the line it gets blocked, and comes out ........very........very.......slowly.
What he does produce is really good, and if he had hours and hours to do the exam, I know he would ace it.
Hence my call to the school psychologist today.
Long story short is that certain kids can get an extension of 10 mins or so per hour, but for Kaiden this is nowhere near enough extra time. So the psych will give him a hand writing test just to see what speed he does write at, and we will then take it from there.
We have also begun to practice writing at home, which won't solve the problem but may help it become more automatic in some regards. I've turned to Google to try to find other ways to help him, but with no luck so far.
I really want to help him, he wants help, has asked for help and I feel terrible that I can't wave a magic wand and fix it all for him.
This is one time I can't just give him a hug and kiss it better like I did when he was little.
Being a mother can be so heart-breaking at times.