Taking the Scenic Route

Monday October 8, 2007

8th October 2007

Monday October 8, 2007

Good use for textbooks

Looked out the patio doors this morning to see a gigantic spider just sitting there.  Freaky looking thing, and he wasn’t moving.  He was too big to stomp on safely, so we resorted to chucking big college textbooks out the door at him until he was smushed.  Ewww, Ewww, Ewww!

Reason #53958673020 not to leave ANY dirty dishes on the counter

I was eating a sandwich at my desk and heard Zane in the kitchen, but didn’t think much of it.  (none of the sounds were alarming).  Pretty soon, he emerges, next to me, and sets down a huge cup of coffee.  He had the biggest, proudest grin on his face.  I asked him if he had made me a cup of coffee and he grinned even wider and said yes, and then stood there waiting for me to drink it.  As I raise it to my lips, I recognize that is is Zach’s cup, from a day or two ago.  Ruh-row.  Very, very cold coffee, with a hint of Dawn dishwashing soap.  Mmmmm.  “Thank you Zane, that was so nice of you to make me coffee”, followed by fake sips (and they say a theatre degree isn’t worth anything.  Humph!) and happy smiles. 

He did eventually get distracted by his next mission and I was able to run the fastest covert coffee switching manuever ever.  It still had the coffee rings, but was minus the old milk, coffee, and dishwashing detergent.  My mouth feels so clean.

Dr. Zane

We are fully in the bandaid-seeking phase with him.  He comes up to me asking to help open the bandaid.  I turn to him as I say “sure” and am stopped in my tracks as I look at him.  His legs, hands and forearms are covered in a shiny-ointment like glaze, and his legs have pink calamine lotion swirled in with the general shiny glaze.  I call out to Zach in a bit of alarm, and he helps carry him back to the bathroom so he doesn’t drip any more than neccessary.  Inspection of the counter concluded that it was mostly Jojoba oil, with a mix of the two calamine lotions.  He decorated the entire vanity with it in his attempt to put everything on.  We could see one little mosquito bite on his foot.  After the slime was off of him and the counter cleaned up, I put the bandaid on.  Of course Zora wanted her band aid then too. 

For some reason I am having a really hard time getting my laundry done too.

I start gathering a load of clothes, and turn around and see that Zora is throwing the clothes out of the basket almost as fast as I am throwing them in the basket.  She assess each piece of clothing, and either chucks it over her head, or she tries to put it on. 

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_heartbeat        _laughing 

 

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7th October 2007

Sunday October 7, 2007

They came to town to do some shopping, and were in the mood for Carrabba’s and wondered if we would like to come along.  Of course we wanted to!  Yummy!

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7th October 2007

Sunday October 7, 2007

We got a mysterious box in the mail, opened it to find Miquon math books (the whole set and the teacher’s guides), two large bins of pattern blocks, and two bins of Cuisnairre rods.  I am totally confused as I dig to find the packing slip.  It was a dear friend who gifted me the wonderful supplies.  So, thank you very much to my “homeschool fairy”, we are really enjoying the supplies.

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6th October 2007

Saturday October 6, 2007

Zach took Zane since I was pretty sure taking Zora with us would be asking for serious trouble.  (I have seen way too many adults have near misses and injuries in the back of restaurants, and they are NO place for a toddler who wants to be in the middle of the action)   Papa Johns was gracious AND did all of this for no charge.  They had so many families respond it had to be broken into two groups. 

They started by folding their own boxes

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In the walk-in cooler with the cheese.

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Waiting in line

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Let’s make the pizzas!

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Enjoying the rewards of his labor

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Zane really had fun and did an excellent job with things like listening and waiting in line. 

 

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4th October 2007

Thursday October 4, 2007

Playing with water together.

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Zora busy at work. 

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4th October 2007

Thursday October 4, 2007

My bright and shining son.

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What happens when you accidently put the whole box of PEC cards within reach while cleaning.  Zane mussed over them, rearranging and talking to himself for a good hour or more.

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Zora loves pushing this car around.  It is not only her favorite toy, it is where she keeps her secret stash of food…currently, a cookie she broke up to fit in there.  Oh my.

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 and a few more pictures on a protected post

 

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28th September 2007

Friday September 28, 2007

Really glad we didn’t call the kids over to look at it when we discovered what it was since they both tend to grab things.  Yikes!  It even pooped out a little sack of orange-red warning scent.  Very interesting.

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26th September 2007

Wednesday September 26, 2007

Our lives are on the way back to a nice normal sort of existence.  I am really appreciating it.  It isn’t perfect, the house is slowly getting cleaner, but it isn’t there yet, money is still tight, but I feel like we are winding down from crises mode that has hung over us for the last month or more.  It is nice.

Yesterday Zane suddenly was interested in learning again.  He was excited to work on the phonics program (picked an online one that really seems to suit him), wanted to work on his book he got at speech therapy (they make a workbook type thing that resembles a book and has elements of the story cut out for him to sequence and glue into the book, and then do some writing.), then we did playdo where I was able to work in both working on some fine motor skills (rolling balls with hands, then fingers) and then we made ropes that we wrote out the word sounds he studied in the phonics lesson.  I left a few workbook/activity books on the table, and later in the evening he wanted to do a few pages of mazes, then some math.  He was more interested in working on math than playing something else.  lol. 

Today has been similar.  The morning started with letting me sleep in (yeah!) while Zach took the kids to Krispy Kreme to watch them make donuts for a while and then pick out some treats.  Zane, for the first time, requested white milk instead of chocolate milk to go with his chocolate iced glazed donut with rainbow sprinkles.    (he picked the “rainbow sprinkles” donut.  good choice!)

When they got home, he played some educational games this morning, and we spent the afternoon out.  Had a dr. appointment and were prescribed some different allergy meds.  (Seradex…couldn’t find any info on it in a quick google search, so that is on the list before we give it to him), then we went on campus to retrieve the paycheck stubs, fax out some forms for hippotherapy, photocopy the paycheck stubs and tax forms to include with the YMCA financial aid.  Then we went by the Y and then his therapy place to drop off the financial aid forms.  This evening he played with playdo again, and he and Zach played some more educational stuff together on the computer. 

Wonderfully calm and nice.  Tomorrow there is a playgroup, and the a hearing screen (he doesn’t need one, but his speech therapy student teacher needs to do one and asked if he could be her victim, figured the practice would be good for him), then speech therapy and OT.  Another full, but good day I suspect.

 

from yesterday

Zora really started coloring for the first time this week.  (as opposed to just stabbing the writing implements into surfaces)  This is the first time I set paper in front of her.

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She discovered that coloring her hands, and then wiping them clean was fun too.

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caught him mid sniff, hence the weird facial expression

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From this morning

He finally isn’t drowning in size 6 clothing, so I think we can finally start moving up a size after 3 years in size 4 to 5

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22nd September 2007

Saturday September 22, 2007

Yes, I watched it.  I was rolling my eyes within minutes, but I watched the whole thing.

There were good things about it.  I appreciated what she said about babysitting being such a good help, and how people around you don’t know how to react (they don’t rally around like they do with other diagnosis, largely because nobody understands what it is).  I could identify with how hard it is in the beginning, how overwhelming, and how different the journey is than the one you thought you were getting into.  Also good:  that we should take another look at the vaccine schedule, and that one size doesn’t fit all.  I also agreed that doctors need to listen to mothers more, rather than dismissing our instincts.  We are the experts on our children.  No amount of med school can change that.

I was not thrilled with several aspects.  First, it’s Jenny McCarthy.  She isn’t exactly the most credible “autism expert” out there.  How much do I really want to listen to somebody so dumb they cut their hair in a style that has to be pushed out of their face twice a sentence.  (made my face itch watching her).    Second, she offered very little by way of evidence. There was only a short video of “after”, with no “before”.  You just have to take her word for it that he is “healed”, even though he still has traits that come up now and again, so they have to keep squashing that down.  ( a cringe worthy statement ).

The main problem I had was the big picture.  I find it increasingly difficult to listen the the culture of “cure”.  I find it distasteful when she describes her son as “trapped” and putting herself in the role of martyr heroine that is going to “free him, brick by brick”.  It seemed really self-serving.  It also furthers the culture of “cure at all costs” and leaves people venerable to feeling guilty if they don’t have the same “success” and accusations of not doing enough.  It sets up a culture that makes people start blaming the parents if their child is not transformed to typical.  There is a big disparity in outcomes of seemingly similar kids, that is independent of treatments.  Some kids respond well, some don’t.  Since the only real treatment available tends to be more successful the younger you start, there are a lot of kids out there with “autism” labels much younger so they can access treatment.  Some of these kids will end up with a higher functioning level just because that is their development curve and because the labels were attached much younger than they would have been even 10 years ago. 

I think seeing people who have practically limitless resources spouting such a guilt inducing treatment plan is almost cruel.  Most of us can’t afford the level of treatments her son had, and yet we are held to the same standard, or worse, accused of being selfish or that we never should have had kids because “we can’t afford them”.  Who the heck expects to spend $70K/year in therapy (conservative estimate…we are at about that much a year with only about 3 hrs a week…but much of it is paid by financial aid) in addition to the normal cost of raising a child.  Who expects to spend several thousand a month so they can follow the diet, and take the supplements.  That is more than double of what we make in a year. 

I wasn’t sure how to respond to Holly’s statement on changing the vernacular from “autistic person” to “person with autism”.  It makes me really uncomfortable to say “person with autism” when many of the people actually affected by this difference prefer to be called “autistics”.  I still struggle figuring out how to handle the semantics of how to talk about this, which is sort of ironic in and of itself.

I guess, all in all, I don’t understand what people are trying to “recover” from.  It would be like asking me to “recover” from blue eyes, or a preference for Birkis, or being a natural night owl.  All of these are inborn, or stem from the personality I was born with.  They aren’t separate from me.  You can put me in high heels, but it isn’t going to make me comfortable wearing them, but I can do it if I have to if that is what it takes to gain your approval.  Hmmm….maybe I can recover from “birki-ness”. 

 

***edited to add one more thought***

What really dissapoints me the most is that we keep seeing only the extremes of autism in the media.  I guess it is to be expected simply because it is a more interesting story, but it isn’t the reality of most families affected.  Most of us deal with someplace in between.  I would like to hear more about the austistic spectrum.  About the variences.  I know when I saw Autism Every Day, it did not help.  One one level, it totally freaked me out, and on another, It created a plausible deniablity because I didn’t relate to a lot of it.  Zane’s issues are not that extreme.  If anything, it further delayed my acceptance, and his diagnosis, because it gave me a reason to doubt what I was hearing.  Compared to those kids, Zane just seemed quirky.  On the other end, he doesn’t really look like the “recovered” kids either.  The majority of cases are in the middle someplace, and even if you have extreme moments (which we do), most of life is not like that.  There is a normalcy to it.  Why do they not show that?  I think it would go a lot further to help with awareness and acceptance if people realized that it isn’t scary.  I know I am a thousand percent more comfortable with the more severe end of the spectrum now that I am used to the middle of it.  I suspect that I am not alone in that.  If you can find a way to relate, it only expands your ability to relate to more.  ***end of edit***

 

On a similar note (and part of why it took me a while to respond)…

We had our appointment with the Developmental Pediatrician on Friday.  She is the only one in the State of Kansas, except for KC area, which is served by the Children’s Hospital in MO.  We talked to her about the gluten/casein diet.  Zane had been tested for food allergies and Celiacs and some other things along those lines (all of which showed he didn’t have those issues) and that, combined with the cost, combined with the fact he would need to be under strict medical care because he is already on the skinny side, left us struggling with whether or not we should attempt the diet.  We really, really can’t afford it.  My instincts aren’t screaming at me that we need this and it would devastate our finances.  But, we needed to at least explore the option.  She said that she had several patients who had done it, with no ill effect.  However, none of the gains were miraculous, and there is no way to know if the gains would have been made without the diet.  We had seen some of the exact same type of gains over the last year and did not have the diet.  Some gains are just due to maturity, and they look like miracles to us in the thick of it (I didn’t think he would EVER sleep more than 3-4 hours straight…that, in and of it self probably has made the biggest impact on our lives).  Basically, we left feeling like it wasn’t worth us wracking ourselves with guilt.

There was also a looooong discussion about homeschooling.  Unlike regular peds, whom I think have no business nosing around in our parenting, a developmental ped needs all aspects of her patient’s lives to really get a good feel on what is going on with them.  (especially when they aren’t able to speak for themselves).  So, I expected to be questioned on this issue, and I was not disappointed.  In the end, she agreed with us.  Zane is a really unusual case, and the mixture of his autistic traits mixed with the high intelligence (he tested much higher than others were expecting him to), there isn’t a great placement for him…there would only be ‘the best we can do’.  Because of the resources dh and I have, we create a better placement for him at home than the public school can right now.  This was a very, very big deal.  In the state of Kansas, attendance isn’t compulsory until 7 years old, UNLESS there is a handicap.  That is part of why I wanted to stop the IEP before an official recommendation was made, because if we said no, there was always a possibility, however slight, that when we said no, they could come after us for educational neglect.  It wasn’t likely, but it was possible. 

 

And finally, some readings that have sat here, waiting for another “autism entry”.  lol.

Autism’s parent trap: When false hope can be fatal

Why I dislike “person first” language

Toward a Behavior of Reciprocity a journal article on how the behaviors of the people interacting with the autistic person makes a big difference in how well the autistic person is able to communicate.

 

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22nd September 2007

Saturday September 22, 2007

No matter how closely you watch them, they still grow too fast.

April 4, 2007

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Tonight

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