Young Shellington Sea Otter (OtterMAN Of Autism) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 4: The Diagnosis

April 6, 1987...

Shellington and his older sister, both aged seven, continue their homeschooling journey. Shellington's increasingly unusual behavior over the past three years has raised his family's concerns. Initially, they sought medical help and were prescribed Ritalin, but eventually ceased consulting with the doctor. In search of answers, they consulted numerous child psychologists in Perth, most of whom diagnosed Shellington as merely shy, suggesting he would outgrow it. Yet, after three years, there's been no change in his behavior, deepening the family's worry. During a session, the child psychologist entered with a clipboard, ready to pose questions to the family.

"Good day, Mr. and Mrs. Sea Otter," he began, glancing at his clipboard. "I'm Dr. Paul Beaver, and we're here to talk about your son."

The sea otters observed the doctor's meticulous attire: crisply ironed grey dress pants, a neatly tucked red button-up shirt, a white coat draped over his shoulders, and gleaming black shoes. His hairstyle, reminiscent of Tom Cruise, and horn-rimmed glasses lent him an air of sophistication. Dr. Beaver, pen in hand, sat down, ready to delve into a series of pivotal questions about Shellington's age.

"Seven years old," stated Sanda, adjusting her ponytail secured by the familiar red scrunchy she favored for some time. She then faced the doctor.

Dr. Paul noted her responses before moving on to the next question, "How long has he been demonstrating this behavior?"

Ronald craned his neck towards Dr. Paul's voice, which inquired, "Three years?"

The session unfolded over two and a half hours, with a brief intermission when Sanda escorted Shellington to the restroom. They later reconvened in the psychologist's office.

"Is he on any current medications?" Dr. Paul asked.

The mother sea otter, visibly concerned, earnestly communicated to Dr. Paul the specifics of Shellington's medication regimen. She courteously implored him not to reach out to the physician who had prescribed Ritalin to her son. Dr. Paul's initial perplexity gave way to respect for her diligent care for her child's well-being.

"My apologies," Dr. Paul expressed with empathy. "Could you remind me of the medication's name you just mentioned?"

"Ritalin," Ronald repeats, "we've stopped contacting Dr. Pit Bull about not prescribing that medication. Why did you ask again?"

The sea otter couple should be cautious as they follow the beaver out of his office. Ronald and Sanda might also want to stay alert, as they seem uncertain about the situation.

"What's wrong, Dr. Beaver?" Sanda inquired.

Dr. Paul looked visibly distressed as he rubbed his eyes and adjusted his horn-rimmed glasses. With his paws on his hips, he wore an expression of deep concern.

"Is your son experiencing delirium or panic?" Dr. Paul asked with worry.

Sanda and Ronald exchanged glances before turning back to the doctor.

"Delirium?" Ronald echoed.

"Panic?" added Sanda. "What do you mean? We've stopped contacting that doctor."

Dr. Paul glanced through the door window at Shellington and the sea otter couple. "Ritalin is prescribed only for ADHD and narcolepsy, not your son's condition," he explained to them.

Sanda was enveloped by an eerie silence that had suddenly taken over the hallways of the children's hospital. Her heart pounded, and a chill ran through her as she shared a shocked look with Ronald, who was just as surprised by the abrupt quiet. Dr. Paul, the attending physician, took a deep breath, attempting to compose himself, his face marked with concern and unease.

"Methylphenidate, or Ritalin, is essential as it's a synthetic drug that stimulates the sympathetic and central nervous systems. It's commonly used to boost mental activity in individuals with attention deficit disorder. However, it's crucial to note that Ritalin may cause increased anxiety in some individuals. It's recommended to avoid contact with someone showing these symptoms. Reports indicate that Dr. Pit Bull has been terminated from his position for misdiagnosing and prescribing medication without proper psychological evaluation."

Sanda and Ronald were completely taken aback by the medication's effects, their initial shock escalating to horror as they grasped the gravity of Dr. Pit Bull's malpractice. Their instincts screamed that something was amiss with the medicine. Dr. Paul motioned for them to wait outside before he retreated to his office. Sanda attempted to glimpse through the window, only to see the psychologist draw the blinds closed. After a lengthy four-hour wait without any word from Dr. Paul, the door finally swung open, and psychologist Beaver stepped out, his face etched with a clinical seriousness. Sanda nudged Ronald, signaling him to pay close attention to what was about to be disclosed.

Dr. Beaver began, "I have some news."

"What's up doc?" inquired Ronald.

Taking a moment to compose himself, Dr. Beaver adjusted his spectacles and meticulously reviewed the documents in his hand before addressing the anxious parents. "Your son is on the Autism spectrum."

A heavy sense of dread descended upon Ronald, while Sanda fought to suppress the tears brimming in her eyes.

"What?" Ronald managed to utter.

"Autism Spectrum Disorder impacts the nervous system," Dr. Paul explained. "It presents a range of symptoms that can vary widely in intensity, often including difficulties in communication, social interaction, as well as restricted interests and repetitive behaviors."

Ronald and Sanda shared a look before focusing on the psychologist.

"Is there... a cure?" inquired Sanda.

Dr. Paul, adjusting his glasses, inhaled deeply before responding, "I know this is hard to accept, but there is no cure for Autism. However, it's crucial to understand that your son remains the wonderful child he's always been. With appropriate support, he can lead a rewarding life. I suggest considering behavioral and family therapy, which can be extremely beneficial. Remember, Autism isn't something negative, and with your love and support, your son has the potential to flourish."

Meanwhile, Shellington was absorbed in arranging building blocks into patterns when his mother walked in. She embraced him, her tears warming his face. Startled by her emotional display, he gazed at her, puzzled.

"Mamma?" the young sea otter queried, a note of sorrow in his voice, "Am I a downer for being different?"

Witnessing her son, who is on the Autism spectrum, Sanda's heart swelled with pride. "You are extraordinary, Shelly," she marveled, tears streaming down her face. "We never realized how special you are. Never believe you're incapable of achieving something. You possess a distinct talent that distinguishes you, and we're here to support you in every possible way. You're an incredible boy, and we're honored to have you in our lives."

Witnessing the tender embrace between the otter pup and its parents is truly touching. It seems Shellington harbors some uncertainties about earning his parents' pride as he matures. Such feelings are natural, yet it's important to remember that authenticity is the key to making one's parents proud. Continue to embrace your true self, and trust that all will align in time.