My head felt like it was going to explode when my son was diagnosed with autism in the mid-1980's. The diagnosis explained why he was flapping and spinning, but the "A" word stuck in my throat. Some parents, mostly mothers, have told me they were relieved when they finally received an official diagnosis because they knew something was wrong. Regardless of where one fits on the spectrum of reactions, the mind goes fast forward to the future and can't help wondering what will happen:

• Will these behaviors ever go away?
• How well will my child be able to communicate?
• Will she live independently?
• Can he have an intimate relationship?