Sharing a Diagnosis of Autism

P1080311The May 2013 issue of The Inner Net, a quarterly publication of the Family Support Network of WNC, includes parents responding to the theme “A Diagnosis … Now What?” We were asked to describe issues that came up around our sharing a diagnosis with a child, family, or the community.  Here’s my little response, which is included in the issue:

My son Nicholas, now 12 years old, was “pre-diagnosed” with autism by school personnel right around when he turned 3 and formally diagnosed a year later, but my ex-wife and I knew intuitively that he had autism ever since he regressed and lost speech when he was one and a half years old. So, essentially, Nicholas has always had the diagnosis of autism. And I’ve always been completely open with him about it.

Certain years — from 3 to 8 or so — were especially difficult ones for Nicholas. His frustrations around communication, his social deficits and consequent loneliness, his sensory integration issues, his anxiety, and his severe OCD fears and interests made life hard for him much of the time.

Each year, he understood a little bit better that he was different from other children, and he wanted to know why. He wanted friends. He couldn’t understand why he couldn’t do things other children did. He wanted to do them. His self-esteem suffered.

Nicholas Hemachandra

Nicholas Hemachandra

I think the concept of autism helped. “Autism is part of who you are,” I’d say, “and it makes some things easier for you — you’re so good at math, and you never get lost and can always tell me which way to turn — and it makes some things harder, like talking and not feeling okay unless everything is ‘just so.’”

Nicholas would “loop” on the idea of autism conceptually and ask why. That was hard: “It’s one of those things that just is,” I’d say, “like having dark hair or blue eyes, or being tall or short. Some people have autism, and some people don’t.”

I think knowing there were other children with autism and, especially, going to autism and special-needs camps, including Camp Lakey Gap and Camp Royall, helped him a great deal and made him feel less lonely and better and more confident about himself.

One of the hardest moments was just a year or two back. We’ve always had a nighttime routine, rigidly adhered to each night even while the routine itself has changed over the years. Oftentimes it involves singing Nicholas songs. Recently, it has involved playing Bananagrams, too. And at that time, with me trying to build his communication skill set by practicing asking questions, I started to have Nicholas ask me three questions before he went to sleep.

The first couple of nights he had no idea what I was talking about. With his typical echolalia, he mimicked back questions I demonstrated for him as examples: “What’s your favorite type of ice cream?” and such. But the next night, he was ready.

When it came time to ask questions, he asked, “Poppa, do you have autism?”

In addition to being a question, it was a completely original thought from Nicholas, like nothing I’d suggested to him. It was such a profound question, advanced and intelligent but also almost an exclamation — of identity, of belonging, of longing — while he was on some level clearly trying to frame his autism’s meaning for himself.

And I had to tell him the truth: “No, I don’t have autism, Nicholas. But I’m so glad you do. You are wonderful, kind, and smart, you have taught me so much, and having autism is a part of who you are. I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

Nicholas turns 13 this year, and as he continues to wrestle with his sense of identity and what his autism means, I wonder if it’s something he would change about himself. I hope he embraces his identity, and I also know many adults with autism (like many adults without autism) struggle with questions of identity all their lives. Still, that’s the reality of his life, and it never even occurred to me not to be forthright with him about it, always, with one exception.

Nicholas expects to get his driver’s license one day. Each birthday is one year closer to that. He talks about it excitedly on every birthday and every half-birthday. But although I think Nicholas would be an excellent basic driver who follows all the rules of the road, I don’t think he’ll likely ever be able to get a license and drive, because he may be unable to account for and anticipate what other drivers are doing and going to do — basic “theory of mind” deficits but ones that preclude driving on public roads.

I haven’t had the heart to tell him this yet — I don’t think he’d understand it yet, either — which gives me a little bit more empathy for those parents who are reluctant to share a diagnosis with their child.

P1080308There are many, many blessings in being a person with special needs and in being a parent of one. Some things are harder for some parents than for others. And we all then simply try our best to make good choices — at the right time — for our children with all our kindness and love.

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I invite you to read other posts I’ve written about autism, special needs, and my son Nicholas, including:

2 thoughts on “Sharing a Diagnosis of Autism

  1. This story is so touching! I can relate to it so much because of my little Sammy, who is three and autistic. I am so glad that I found your beautiful website and we are now friends on face book. What a brilliant, kind and empathetic father and man you are. Thank you Susan for our connection. I have shared this with my husband, father and trying to get it on my face book page.


  2. I’m convinced you’re one awesome man! From Louise Hay to your son’s diagnosis. Whoa! Pretty great. And I love your attitude about autism. I know a guy (40something) who’s autistic and really likes the way he is (good for him), wouldn’t change anything. He’s VERY bright (I doubt he ever had anything below an A in his college, and grad school, days. He chose not to learn to drive, making the decision once & for all in his 30s. Also he is good and very involved dad to a 6 year old girl who adores him. I know, with all the support you provide and the positive outlook, he’ll be an outstanding man, too. I’ve been reading your fb posts and really love what I see. Nice to “meet” you, Ray!


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