Crash!
Just to keep the balance (don’t want you all thinking we are some super family, coping with ASD without strain)
Yesterday was awful. I hardly ever go out in the evenings, it’s not fair on P who has looked after T all day. But I had a commitment yesterday evening, which meant I was out at work from 8 till 6, then out again from 7.30 till 10. When I got back, P was catatonic with stress. Nothing particularly bad had happened, but the cumulative effect of 14 hours on duty was too much for him.
Bloody hell, we need some respite care! Our reserve tank is getting dangerously low.