Why I Give My Autistic Son Pot

"...If you want something done right, sometimes you have to do it yourself. No one cares about or knows our son as well as my husband and I do, and if I have to risk being thought of as the pot-pushing mom with a nontraditional bicycle-learning protocol who often won't listen to expert advice, then so be it. The experts don't live in my house, nor do they get to reap the rewards, like this morning, when J woke up, smiled, and wanted a hug—the boy who formerly woke us with a scream of pain..."