Excerpt from Hope for Joshua
Nothing could prepare us for the brutal shock of
hearing the word ‘autism’ in conjunction with our child. In one fell swoop, all
our hopes and dreams were smashed into a thousand tiny fragments. What was once
just a word in the dictionary became a living, breathing part of our lives.
Leaning forward, I searched the doctor’s face,
longing for her to offer some shred of hope, or at least a ‘but’ to soften the
blow. My mind just couldn’t accept the finality of such a diagnosis. Instead, the
neuropsychologist informed us Joshua would probably remain withdrawn, might
never talk, never accept human touch, never be able to care for himself. With
every word, the knife cut deeper, as though pieces of my heart were being carved
out with a dull blade. Unwilling to listen to any more of her “nevers,” I shot from
my seat, grabbed my son, and marched out of the room, slamming the door on my
way out. We never returned.
That was the
day the specter of autism came to haunt my every waking moment. It even
troubled my sleep. That day was also the defining moment when I resolved to do
everything in my power to release my son from the bondage of autism. I was not
going to sit back and let this intruder hold him captive...
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