By Helena Oliviero
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Scott Carroll always knew something was not quite right with his toddler son, Cody.
A fitful sleeper, Cody slept with his head tilted backward. He fidgeted, clenched his fists, barely spoke.
Maybe it was acid reflux or fluid in the ears. It could be lots of things.
But for Carroll, there was one thing it couldnt be autism.
Id lay in bed and my heart just kept saying No. No. No, Carroll said.
Even after the official diagnosis, Carroll cried and asked God if he were being punished.
Would Cody ever graduate from high school? ... Would we ever ride four-wheelers together? ... Would Cody ever ride a bike? Carroll asked himself over and over.
But over time, Carroll, 43, worked through his feelings and became more engaged. He started bringing Cody, a child with blue eyes and an easy smile, to speech and other therapies. And he discovered new ways to connect to his younger child.
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