My only child was born ....... dead. They revived him and took me aside and told me " No one will blame you if you institutionalize him ..... he will never drive a car, go on a date, feed himself, sit up by himself and he probably won't survive the week" , etc...... I sat numb for awhile, and after a few days at the hospital I finally drove home while family stayed with him. I was a mad man on the way home. crying, screaming, cursing, pleading scared to death, trying to figure out why it happened, how will I take care of him, what kind of life can he possibly have ...... He's 9 now and although being a single dad of a profoundly disabled little boy is not always easy, it's not that scary anymore.