At age 2 1/2 my son still wasn\'t speaking, but the doctor assured me "boys are slow".
Entering adult services would prove to be my gre.
The challenges kept coming with each passing year.
I quickly became a one-woman campaign in search of supports for my aging son.
I was in shock and disbelief at the same time.
Autism was a strange word to me.
I was told he probably would never speak, never feed himself, never dress himself, a doom and gloom list a mile long.
By age 3 he was diagnosed with autism.
At age 2 1/2 my son still wasn\'t speaking, but the doctor assured me "boys are slow"