This past Sunday, my family and I went to an Autism Information Fair at our local Autism Store. There were over 40 different providers and service staff from various clinics and centers throughout the area who serve those with disabilities. Parents were actually able to meander through the numerous rows of tables full of each places’ information because they had a bounce house up and running for the kiddos. It was fun.
It was from 1PM-4PM. We got there at 1:30PM, and stayed until everyone was packing up. I gathered a bunch of information leaflets and talked to each table about what services they offer and how they work. It was a great opportunity to meet with centers I had yet to research myself. So many sounded so promising, but I kept hitting the same brick wall that I have been hitting since I moved back here.
Although there were tons of providers servicing the areas I have been looking for for my son, maybe two or three places said they took the insurance my son uses. It is so incredibly frustrating!! I wanted to scream. I felt bad for my low attitude in front of some of the providers when I asked what insurance they accepted and kept being deflated by the mostly unanimous “no, sorry.” And, the few that do take it, are either too far away to drive on weekly, or they are on a waiting list…OR, they only work with younger or older kids than my boy.
It was a nice day, and I have many papers to sift through; I don’t even recall which ones do accept his insurance. I have to take some time and call and go online. I was thankful for the event and for helping some parents take the load off their shoulders, but I was hoping for better news in our case.
Apparently (I learned from a few different providers there): Colorado is ranked number 49th in the country for autism services (or possibly for disability services, in general. I am not 100% sure of the exact information, but it sucks, royally, nonetheless.
Needless to say, all of this has hit me hard, and has me feeling quite dismal about my son’s progress, because he cannot access the means to help him further his learning and skills. I can teach him some, but I simply don’t have that knowledge. Hmm, I could probably go to school, get a degree and teach him myself before I could ever get him services in this damn state. I believe I will be moving back to Minnesota in a couple of years to get him back on track. This state is going to have an entire generation of adults who lack skills needed to integrate into the population. Those with severe needs can usually get services, but those like my son (not AS severe), have the troubles.
I need to find some silver linings here somewhere before I go insane. My son has been having so many issues since moving here, and I can’t find where to take him. I hope that once we get out of this apartment complex, we can focus back on getting into a steady routine and implementing new basics. It is just too hard here with the tons of kids and changes in routine so often.