My mom is very stubborn. Part of the reason I was diagnosed so late in life is because I didn't see any doctors besides an allergist and a dentist anymore by age 10 or so, even though I'd already been diagnosed with ADHD, dyscalculia, and depression (and asthma, but the allergist tended to that.) Back then my symptoms weren't as obvious, they tend not to be in young girls, and they could have been attributed to the ADHD or just being a quirky kid-- it didn't become more obvious until I was in my teens. Now it turns out I've had some sort of a neuropathy my entire life, IBS, and my doctors are looking into fibromyalgia and hypoactive thyroid, and I've just been living with it all because I've had such limited medical care.
She was in denial for a while once I was diagnosed (when it was "autism" instead of "asperger's" she got really upset, for no apparent reason because my symptoms differ little if at all from an aspie, so whatev!), and now she definitely believes it but kind of distances herself from the idea. She doesn't want to learn about autism symptoms and she tends to think since I made it so long I must not be that disabled. And while there is some amount of truth to that, I am quite high functioning, I still have a LOT of problems that have always been there, they just simply weren't being dealt with before. And much of my problems have to do with not living at home with her anymore, which I hadn't tried to do until just this past year. The year I was diagnosed was my first year away from home, so this was the first time I was responsible for driving myself around and getting my own food and everything. She tends to just accuse me of being lazy.
I don't think she would care enough about me having an SD in general to raise too big of a stink about it, I am sure she would feel like I am overreacting to my disabilities but I don't think she'd make that her business, but she doesn't like the idea because she never wants another dog to set foot in our house. Or family dog died a year ago and she says she is done with animals. So if I got one, I wouldn't be able to visit, and if there were an emergency and I needed someplace to go I couldn't go home. She flat out said I couldn't have an SD because of this. I'm not planning on living at home ever again, barring financial catastrophe I shouldn't ever need to, but not being able to visit or stay there temporarily in an emergency is a little unsettling.
It's just frustrating because I feel like she would be fine with it, at least for visits and on a temporary emergency only basis, if she REALLY understood the severity of how much I struggle and she has NO CLUE what I am going through and doesn't care to find out. I respect her right to decide whether or not she is going to have a dog in the house, but it is rather unfortunate that I would have to rule out something that could help me so much just because of this. But maybe I can show her some research and help her to understand, we'll just have to see. There's a good chance I'll be married by the time I could actually be placed with an SD anyway, and then the doors to home are closed forever anyway. So it is worth it, I think, to proceed with gathering information and figuring out if and how this will work.
What is involved in owner-training? I am sure it varies a ton depending on the dog, your training ability, and the tasks you are training, but is there any reasonable rough estimate about how long it takes to get a dog ready to be an SD? Does it have to start out as a young puppy? Presumably there is a certification process, what is required for that? Can it just be any dog, could I adopt a shelter puppy? Or would it need to be a pedigreed purebred kind of dog? IF this is ever going to happen, it seems like this might be the only way. I wonder if there are any programs or trainers who could assist me with that and have it not cost thousands of dollars since I'd already have the dog? How does all this need to work? As much as I love dog training, the idea of building a service dog from the ground up by myself is a little daunting.