My 7-year old son was diagnosed with Asperger’s syndrome by a pediatric psychiatrist about two years ago. The previous diagnosis was “sensory integration disorder” about a year before that (when he was 4).
We first became aware of problems in the private half-day preschool we put him in at 4 years old. My wife would go to pick him up, only to find him in the restroom with his hands over his ears. When asked what the problem was, he tearfully told my wife, “I just want them all to stop singing!” We came to find out that the idiotic “teachers” there would let him stay in the restroom for most of the morning. He also had a great deal of trouble in “circle time” and was just generally disruptive in class.
(We tried taking him to Kindermusik classes around the same time, which was even more of a disaster. Even with us there with him, he spent the whole class with his hands over his ears.)
After about two months in the private preschool, the school director recommended we have my son evaluated. We took him to numerous doctors, starting with his pediatrician, and found that the public school system would actually come to my son’s private pre-school to evaluate him for learning disorders. (As it was explained to me, the public school system is very interested in treatment of children even before they enter the public school system, under the philosophy that early treatment will help prevent larger problems down the road.)
Following a diagnosis of “sensory integration disorder,” the private preschool basically told us that our son would be better off somewhere else. We transferred my son to another preschool, recommended by the public school system, and which we were told that the state (Rhode Island) would pay for!
We then moved to Connecticut, where my son started Kindergarten. The public school system here arranged for an IEP (Individual Education Plan) and a full-time para-professional for my son from the beginning. He was (and is) in regular class (mainstreamed) for most of the school day. Just this morning, my wife and I met with the school personnel to discuss further scaling back the need for a para-professional. They say he is doing great.
As for medication, last year, when we first moved to Connecticut, my son had a particularly hard time with the transition. His psychiatrist insisted we try out one of the SSRI medications on my son. He took only one dose, and we had to practically peel him off of the ceiling. Thankfully things settled down in school, and nobody has suggested medication since.
BTW, I can’t finish this post without adding how bright my son is. He taught himself the alphabet (and numbers) at three years old from a puzzle. (He held up a puzzle piece, and wanted to know what it was called.) He could read by four, apparently picking up reading in the course of being read to at bedtime. He learned all the states and their capitals at five years old, (along with the Canadian provinces and their capitals) from a road atlas in the back seat of my car. He has a phenomenal memory. Unfortunately, he can get overly focused on such lists.
Now at 7 years old, in first grade, his teacher says he is “above grade level” in all subjects–not your typical child with a “learning disorder.” Our concern, however, was that he might fall behind in school when they started covering material to which he had not been previously exposed.
I personally have had a bit of a hard time with all of this. I feel that my son, since he was “labeled,” has been held to a higher standard for behavior than your typical exuberant 6- or 7-year old little boy. I’m aware of the social problems he’s had in the classroom, particularly when he first started school. However, I can’t help but think that he’s just like me. Thirty years ago, my mother apparently took me around to several doctors when I first started school after the school complained about my behavior. She was finally told by a doctor that she trusted that I was perfectly normal. Nevertheless, I’ve always had problems in my life in dealing with people socially.
Broomstick (or anybody else), do you really think this diagnosis might bar my son from “various forms of employment, military service, and things like earning a pilot’s license” later in life?
You know, even if this is true, I still think that we wouldn’t have done anything differently for my son (except for the medication). As he goes forward in life, he should be in better shape than he would have been with no intervention. And if he continues to make progress, as we expect, and ultimately is able to have all or most of the intervention phased out, I am hopeful that the “label” will fade in time.