1. Your feelings are clear. There is no manipulation, no deceit. The cards of Tommy Hedin are ON THE TABLE.
2. You see so many things and process them in such a different way...I love to watch your face as we drive along through life...
3. You take joy in so many things! You love water, sand, kicking balls, swimming, pouring, jumping, swinging, and being with loved ones...and it's all FUN!
4. You are a complete and total nonconformist. You don't give a dang what anyone else is doing or what anyone else thinks about what you are doing. Peer pressure? What the heck is that?
5. When you hear new music, you tilt your head to once side and listen completely. You hear every harmony, every acoustic, and you appreciate every sound with joy. You have a musician's heart. One of the joys of my life is watching your reaction to a brand new song...you have GREAT taste in music.
6. You help us weed out the weenies from our life. Those who can't handle the "nitty gritty" of autism, those who are fair-weather friends...the ones remaining have always loved us and always will...and they are flexible and open to differences....they LIKE diversity, and even better, they want their children to understand and embrace diversity as well.
7. You love us. You see us. You know us, you really do know us.
8. You love food and you love to eat...it's a blessing and a curse, but you DO have good taste in food--and dinner with you is a true celebration.
9. You can learn, you want to learn, and you are learning. It may not be in the pace, or in the way we all expected, but it's still wonderful--even better, you have shown us that there are different ways to learn, and especially different ways to see life.
10. You are my baby, and I got to have a baby and experience all the great things about raising a child. Maybe a wild child, maybe a different child, but a child full of love and adventure. And a child with a heart. I get to help you get dirty! Play with you and regress (though at times it seems like progress) into childhood fun....laugh with you at funny stuff...have the privilege of being your parent and experiencing the singular joys of parenthood.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Parents of kids with autism have a bit of a reputation for being mad scientists. There is some truth to that as many of them have their autistic kids on special diets, unusual vitamins, various medications...some give their kids pure oxygen, float them in water tanks, make them listen to all sorts of "programmed" music on headphones...sometimes I feel like I've seen it all.
It's because they don't know what the cause is, and they're desperate...they don't know what to do. Lots of other neuro-developmental disorders have clear causes: Down's, PKU, Fragile X, Angelman Syndrome, Rett's Disorder. But the specific genes for autism are not clear yet, and many, many different ones are being discovered and implicated. Research so far indicates that a huge percentage of autism cases are genetic. So we search, we hope, we pray, we read, and we dream of a cure.
We try to stop ourselves from paying too much attention to the science. After the initial diagnosis, we read, read, read until our spouses pull us off the computer and say, "It is what it IS Kari...you're driving yourself crazy...let it go." So we learn to take long breaks from the science and try not to "dream" about a cure. We live our lives, do our jobs, and love our funny kids.
But guess what? In the past 5 years, AMAZING things have happened in the field of genetic research of autism! No surprise considering that the human genome has just recently been discovered and mapped. Think about how many people are desperate to find cures to diseases and disorders that are turning out to be genetic!
When I talk about a cure for autism, friends and family generally smile sadly and knowingly and say, "Yes, let's hope for a miracle." Well, it's not going to be a miracle, and it's happening AS WE SPEAK!! MARK MY WORDS. There will be an extremely effective medicine available for autism in the next 5 years.
"The year 2007 saw the publication of several studies that documented successful treatment of disease symptoms in mouse models with 3 different autistic-like neuro-developmental disorders. Most significantly, 2 of the 3 (Fragile X and Rett's Disorder) were REVERSED IN ADULT MICE who had been genetically altered and had regressed into the most severe stages of the disorders." THEY CURED AUTISM IN ADULT MICE, PEOPLE.
Sometimes I have this dream. In the dream, I wake up in the morning and Tommy is standing beside the bed. He smiles at me, looks right into my eyes and says,"Mom, you can stop worrying!! I can talk! Listen, I'm speaking in sentences!! It's gonna be OK." and best of all, he says the words I've been waiting almost 6 years to hear..."I love you, Mommy."
So, if every once in awhile on some dark and stormy night, you find me at the computer with big heavy black glasses on, my hair sticking out all over, and tears in my eyes reading about the latest research on autism cures, please, don't scold me. Don't think I'm nuts..
Just let me dream, and be a mad scientist for just a little while.
It's because they don't know what the cause is, and they're desperate...they don't know what to do. Lots of other neuro-developmental disorders have clear causes: Down's, PKU, Fragile X, Angelman Syndrome, Rett's Disorder. But the specific genes for autism are not clear yet, and many, many different ones are being discovered and implicated. Research so far indicates that a huge percentage of autism cases are genetic. So we search, we hope, we pray, we read, and we dream of a cure.
We try to stop ourselves from paying too much attention to the science. After the initial diagnosis, we read, read, read until our spouses pull us off the computer and say, "It is what it IS Kari...you're driving yourself crazy...let it go." So we learn to take long breaks from the science and try not to "dream" about a cure. We live our lives, do our jobs, and love our funny kids.
But guess what? In the past 5 years, AMAZING things have happened in the field of genetic research of autism! No surprise considering that the human genome has just recently been discovered and mapped. Think about how many people are desperate to find cures to diseases and disorders that are turning out to be genetic!
When I talk about a cure for autism, friends and family generally smile sadly and knowingly and say, "Yes, let's hope for a miracle." Well, it's not going to be a miracle, and it's happening AS WE SPEAK!! MARK MY WORDS. There will be an extremely effective medicine available for autism in the next 5 years.
"The year 2007 saw the publication of several studies that documented successful treatment of disease symptoms in mouse models with 3 different autistic-like neuro-developmental disorders. Most significantly, 2 of the 3 (Fragile X and Rett's Disorder) were REVERSED IN ADULT MICE who had been genetically altered and had regressed into the most severe stages of the disorders." THEY CURED AUTISM IN ADULT MICE, PEOPLE.
Sometimes I have this dream. In the dream, I wake up in the morning and Tommy is standing beside the bed. He smiles at me, looks right into my eyes and says,"Mom, you can stop worrying!! I can talk! Listen, I'm speaking in sentences!! It's gonna be OK." and best of all, he says the words I've been waiting almost 6 years to hear..."I love you, Mommy."
So, if every once in awhile on some dark and stormy night, you find me at the computer with big heavy black glasses on, my hair sticking out all over, and tears in my eyes reading about the latest research on autism cures, please, don't scold me. Don't think I'm nuts..
Just let me dream, and be a mad scientist for just a little while.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Doggonit, let's talk about diagnoses!!!
OK, yes, it's made the news. Now the numbers for autism are 1 in 99 instead of 1 in 150. Ok, but please, can we use the term Autism Spectrum Disorders instead of Autism.....??
Cause this is kind of bugging me.
Autism Spectrum Disorders include:
Asperger's/diagnosis code #299.80 (these kids would not have been diagnosed 20 years ago..they are highly verbal, very clumsy, and completely self-absorbed and unable to have reciprocal conversations...and they are intelligent...but get bulllied...they are the nerds)
PDD-NOS/diagnosis code #299.9 - Ok, these kids did NOT qualify for a diagnosis of autism, because.... There are 3 criteria for an autism diagnosis: 1. speech and language impairment 2. impairment in social communication 3. repetitive behaviors and compulsions
These PDD-NOS kids did not have all 3 criteria and so did not get the autism diagnosis. And frankly, I think it's possible that developmental pediatricians are overdiagnosing PDD-NOS in order to protect themselves (liability)...there may be a lot of ADHD kids and obsessive compulsive disorder kids being misdiagnosed as PDD-NOS, in my opinion. When Tommy got diagnosed with "regular" autism, I chased the neurodevelopmental pediatrician down the hallway to beg,.."Hey, this is PDD-NOS, right? How can you be so sure? He's only 3??? How can you know?" (I still cry to think of it)...she said, "I'm so sorry Kari, I'm sorry."
Autistic Disorder/diagnosis code #299.00: Welcome to my world. This is the old-fashioned autism you read about and think about when someone says autism: troubles with speech and language, disinterest in social communication (especially with peers) and repetitive behaviors (which you can see right away!)
Childhood Disintegrative Disorder/diagnosis code #299.10: I can't feel sorry for myself when I realize there are parents with kids with autism who actually get worse. Please say a prayer for these people.
Rett's Disorder/diagnosis code #299.80: This is the girl's version of autism, and it is slightly disintegrative...there is a lot of hand-wringing, and it is a really, really tough type. BUT, they have discovered the gene for it and are working hard on a medicine (please invest heavily in pharmacogenomics :). I believe M.I.T. has reversed it in mice!!
So these are the autism spectrum disorders! And what a spectrum it is indeed.
OK, yes, it's made the news. Now the numbers for autism are 1 in 99 instead of 1 in 150. Ok, but please, can we use the term Autism Spectrum Disorders instead of Autism.....??
Cause this is kind of bugging me.
Autism Spectrum Disorders include:
Asperger's/diagnosis code #299.80 (these kids would not have been diagnosed 20 years ago..they are highly verbal, very clumsy, and completely self-absorbed and unable to have reciprocal conversations...and they are intelligent...but get bulllied...they are the nerds)
PDD-NOS/diagnosis code #299.9 - Ok, these kids did NOT qualify for a diagnosis of autism, because.... There are 3 criteria for an autism diagnosis: 1. speech and language impairment 2. impairment in social communication 3. repetitive behaviors and compulsions
These PDD-NOS kids did not have all 3 criteria and so did not get the autism diagnosis. And frankly, I think it's possible that developmental pediatricians are overdiagnosing PDD-NOS in order to protect themselves (liability)...there may be a lot of ADHD kids and obsessive compulsive disorder kids being misdiagnosed as PDD-NOS, in my opinion. When Tommy got diagnosed with "regular" autism, I chased the neurodevelopmental pediatrician down the hallway to beg,.."Hey, this is PDD-NOS, right? How can you be so sure? He's only 3??? How can you know?" (I still cry to think of it)...she said, "I'm so sorry Kari, I'm sorry."
Autistic Disorder/diagnosis code #299.00: Welcome to my world. This is the old-fashioned autism you read about and think about when someone says autism: troubles with speech and language, disinterest in social communication (especially with peers) and repetitive behaviors (which you can see right away!)
Childhood Disintegrative Disorder/diagnosis code #299.10: I can't feel sorry for myself when I realize there are parents with kids with autism who actually get worse. Please say a prayer for these people.
Rett's Disorder/diagnosis code #299.80: This is the girl's version of autism, and it is slightly disintegrative...there is a lot of hand-wringing, and it is a really, really tough type. BUT, they have discovered the gene for it and are working hard on a medicine (please invest heavily in pharmacogenomics :). I believe M.I.T. has reversed it in mice!!
So these are the autism spectrum disorders! And what a spectrum it is indeed.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Tommy's Diary for KesslerMonday, September 15, 2008 - Mom is interviewing yet another potential therapist...she looks kind...she seems fun...maybe this one will be ok.
Sunday, October 10 - I like Kessler. She isn't just here to boss me around. She's here to really play! We had fun!
Monday, October 20 - Kessler came today. We played hard and laughed a lot.
Wednesday, October 22 - I was sooo happy the whole time Kessler was here. I have decided that I love her :D
Monday, October 27 - Today Kessler took me to the Publix for a cookie. She helped me use my words at the store and then at Hammond Park in the sand box. Some people stared at us..Kessler was proud to be with me.
Wednesday, October 29 - I hated Cobblestone Therapy today!! I was so upset I wet my pants. Why does Mom keep takingme there? The only fun part of this day was my 3 wonderful hours with Kessler!!
Wednesday, November 5 - Uh Oh! Kessler saw mom scream and get mad because I put poop all over myself and then jumped on the trampoline. I guess that was a wrong thing to do.
Friday, November 14 - I missed Kessler this week. She had to go home sad because her Grandma passed away.
Friday, November 21 - This week, I showed Kessler how fast I can ride my bike!
Wednesday, December 3 - Today was Kessler's birthday, and we all drove to my favorite place. The cupcake bakery! We lit candles in our cupcakes and sang my favorite song to Kessler.
Monday, December 8 - I managed to poop NEAR the potty and Kessler said I did a good job getting so near. She is sooooo positive!! :D
Wednesday, December 31 - I LOVED today. Kessler gave me the best New Year's ever by taking me to Duck Poop Park. I swang sooo high....THEN we got CHICKEN! It was AWESOME!
Wednesday, January 21 - I just can't figure out why Mom thinks it's such a big deal that I pooped in the potty for Kessler. The truth is, Kessler is relaxed and makes me want to poop in the potty like it's no big deal. That's why.
Monday, February 23 - Me and Kessler like playing with Deven at Floortime Atlanta...She's really fun...I don't know what to think about her office building though...don't like the hallway much.
Monday, March 6 - Mom made another important decision today. My teacher Kathy told mom I'd be better off with Mom and Kessler this summer than I would in extended year services with a bunch of people who didn't know me...I get to play with Kessler and Mom all summer!!! YAY!
Friday, April 3 - Mom is a little sad. She says Kessler might be getting a new job.
Friday, April 10 - Mom is happy again because Kessler's job other job did not offer the right things! Kessler seems happy too! YAY!
Monday, April 27 - Mom and Kessler taught me to ask a question, "Where?" to find things...it's fun!
Friday, May 8 - Today is teacher appreciation day. I appreciate Kessler so much!!
Monday, May 18 - I like Deven, and I love Floortime, but I can't go to that building anymore....it's like something out of The Shining.
Wednesday, June 3 - I'm starting to feel terrified in new buildings, parking lots, stairwells...but with Kessler, I always feel safe.
Friday, June 10 - Kessler took me to Sensations Therafun Gym today. She helped me play with other kids. We had a blast!
Wednesday, July 8 - Kessler and me hit Waffle House today!! My Favorite!
Thursday, August 13 - It has been REALLY tough starting my new school...but coming home to play with Kessler is wonderful. Kessler makes me WANT to talk, and she makes me WANT to play. I love her.
Monday, August 24 - My year with Kessler is almost over. She has to start her practicum and get a real job soon. Mom is sad and trying to get ready for that.
Wednesday, August 26 - Kessler got a great position in Dekalb County. But I know we'll still play together once in awhile.
Friday, August 28, 2009 - This is Kessler's last day of regular work with me, but it's sure not the last day of our friendship. She has loved me unconditionally, made me feel safe, and taught me that playing with people (well, at least with her) is a blast!! She has brought my words out and helped me notice the world. She has swung me, rocked me, carried me, jumped with me, danced with me, played drums with me, kicked balls with me, gone swimming with me, taken me places, and fed me millions of popsicles! I love her.
Thank You, Kessler, for a wonderful, communcative, awesome year of fun!!!
Love,
Tommy
p.s. Monday, October 5 - Mom has an interview with another therapist this Friday (yyaaaaawwwn)...maybe this one will be ok.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Music is a miraculous wonder.
And I believe its possibilities for developing language are infinite.
Yet, while we parents wait for research studies to support the ridiculous plethora of "treatments" available for autism, we need to remember and recognize simple truths: one is that we all rember musical lyrics better than we remember poetry.
Maybe that's why when John (Mark's brother) visited Paul, even though Paul couldn't speak in sentences, he could sing the Rubber Ducky song in it's entirety. Many studies have shown that stroke victims who are unable to talk often can still sing...
Left-brain damage compensated for by right-brain strength.....Music, sweet music.
There is no support for music therapy in the National Research Council's recommendations. They state, "Auditory integration therapy...studies have not supported either its theoretical basis or the specificity of its effectiveness....acoustic intervention (singing)...currently undergoing some scientific experiments in children with autism, no empirical data are available to support this approach."
A new Yale study, though, funded by the National Institute of Mental Health in March, 2009, addressed the lack of attention to social cues of toddlers with autism. Though the lack of eye-contact or interest in others has long been recognized, this study sought to find out what they were attending to INSTEAD. "A EUREKA moment in the research came when researchers followed up on a clue from children's responses to audivisual synchrony. They found that while the typically developing toddlers focused on the faces of animated characters in a film, the toddlers with autism focused on the audio-visual syncrony of handclapping sounds with motions of the characters. This may also explain why autistics tend to look more at mouths than eyes of people speaking." So the sound that matches the motion is the key!
And I believe its possibilities for developing language are infinite.
Yet, while we parents wait for research studies to support the ridiculous plethora of "treatments" available for autism, we need to remember and recognize simple truths: one is that we all rember musical lyrics better than we remember poetry.
Maybe that's why when John (Mark's brother) visited Paul, even though Paul couldn't speak in sentences, he could sing the Rubber Ducky song in it's entirety. Many studies have shown that stroke victims who are unable to talk often can still sing...
Left-brain damage compensated for by right-brain strength.....Music, sweet music.
There is no support for music therapy in the National Research Council's recommendations. They state, "Auditory integration therapy...studies have not supported either its theoretical basis or the specificity of its effectiveness....acoustic intervention (singing)...currently undergoing some scientific experiments in children with autism, no empirical data are available to support this approach."
A new Yale study, though, funded by the National Institute of Mental Health in March, 2009, addressed the lack of attention to social cues of toddlers with autism. Though the lack of eye-contact or interest in others has long been recognized, this study sought to find out what they were attending to INSTEAD. "A EUREKA moment in the research came when researchers followed up on a clue from children's responses to audivisual synchrony. They found that while the typically developing toddlers focused on the faces of animated characters in a film, the toddlers with autism focused on the audio-visual syncrony of handclapping sounds with motions of the characters. This may also explain why autistics tend to look more at mouths than eyes of people speaking." So the sound that matches the motion is the key!
Often, if I'm trying to get Tommy to say something, I have a much better chance if I put it to music...He will even sing the last line. To the tune of "Good Night Ladies", we sing, "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I wanna EAT!...I'm thirsty, etc" And he HEARS it and he GETS it and he SINGS it!
He loved being read to as an infant and young toddler, but around age 3 had a major regression in attention and to my dismay, started refusing to sit or listen to books anymore...I have despaired over that loss of attention, as I think books (Dr. Seuss, a particular favorite) are such a wonderful way to teach kids. I tried and tried to get his love of books back. How IS it that a baby who would laugh and point at pictures and enjoy stories could just STOP?
Well, for us, music is the answer, no matter what the studies say. I've found that if I SING the words to the books, he will listen!! He will look! He will get it!! If we go back to his little room and shut the door, even though he's jumping on the bed, bouncing off the walls, and pulling down the curtain rods, he looks! He smiles! HE LIKES BOOKS AGAIN!
Oh please, let the sound that matches the motion be my mouth singing the stories you used to love so well! Look at my face! And all the great pictures! You can learn so much from books, my love. You can learn so many words to say...
I'm not a parent who goes for all the experimental therapies. We go for the tried and true, and we do the best we can. We follow the recommendations of our neurodevelopmental pediatrician.
But sometimes, you've got to follow your instincts, and with determination, forge a new path to teaching. The science may not be totally be there yet.
But common sense doesn't require a study.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Never say never.
Before you have a child diagnosed with a serious disability, you remain in de river "Nile" for as long as you can. No matter how many times you read the words "LIFELONG disorder of communication, learning, and behavior", you just KNOW you are the mom and yours is the child who will beat this thing. No matter how many times you read other parents stories of how they thought the same thing and it didn't happen. It is amazing how we all think we are exceptions.
When Tommy was 3, we went on a wonderful family vacation to an island in Florida....we took the dog, we swam, we ate, we played, he jumped on the bed. We went canoeing in a state park and saw an older lady with a middle-aged man in her boat....he was leaning down staring at the water out of the corner of his eye, and I said to Mark, "Look, her son has autism"....a few hours later, it happened that we were all in the parking lot at the same time, and as Mark and I often do when we see an older parent with an autistic child, we asked advice. We asked, "Is there any particular message you could give us?"
This very nice lady looked at us and said, "If you can prepare yourself for absolutely anything....just anything...then you will be ok....there will be many unexpected events on this journey, and some won't be easy....you need to be ready, and you need to be flexible."
We rode away thinking how lucky we were that our son was so mild that we would NEVER have to feel this serious about his condition. Because we were working so hard and giving him such a wonderful early intervention that it was just going to go away! Poor lady...what a struggle, we thought.
As we have met more and more parents and seen more and more kids with autism, it now is clear that we all go through the same thing, with this damned diagnosis. At the Marcus Institute I saw an adolescent girl arrive daily in arm casts and a helmet so that she wouldn't do self-injury. I saw a girl at Cobblestone Therapy weekly who constantly had a bleeding scab on her nose. I saw a 10-year-old boy going into MacDonald's who bit his arm repeatedly before going in, to the distress of his tired dad. And I thought, those POOOOOOOR people...I'm so glad Tommy will never do that.
Tommy lately bites his right arm when he's frustrated...and sometimes he bites it when he's happy....the school has a fabulous behavioral therapist consulting them and us on how to deal with it. The other night he bit his wrist and for the first time, it bled....I called for Mark and when he saw...well.....we just cried....WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO???? WE NEED HELP.
Fortunately, here and there in this big city, there are AMAZING behavioral psychologists who have dealt with these very typical autistic behaviors for years (yes, Janet Lund, that would be you)....they are on board, and we have no idea what we would do without them. Because, according to the National Research Council on autism, "Once they become an established part of an autistic child's repertoire, unlike typical children, ASD kids do not outgrow them. Without appropriate interventions, these behaviors persist and worsen." So we are quickly getting him the help he needs and doing the hard work that has to be done to prevent this from becoming part of his "repertoire"....this requires constant supervision and a knowledge of how to do what schools call "positive behavior interventions" and "positive behavior support"....
We know we and the wonderful people working with Tommy will extinguish this behavior too. They always do, and we are so, so incredibly grateful.
Now with some sadness, we never say never. We've eaten far too much crow to do that anymore.
Last week, one of the students at the university I work at found me to ask me about Tommy. Her son had just been diagnosed with autism, at age 3. I gave her the titles of my 3 favorite books on autism, and I said, keep him engaged, as the prescription requires, a minimum of 25 hours per week in positive, happy communication....it won't be easy since he doesn't want to communicate, so go take a class in Floortime. You'll need some ABA, a lot of Floortime, a lot of speech therapy, some OT, a lot of play and connection with each other....just basically, A HECK OF A LOT OF HELP.....
And then I told her, "And you need to ready for absolutely anything....there will be many unexpected events on this journey, some very difficult, many just wonderful. But you will need to be strong....and flexible."
Turns out that pretty white-haired lady knew exactly what she was talking about.
Before you have a child diagnosed with a serious disability, you remain in de river "Nile" for as long as you can. No matter how many times you read the words "LIFELONG disorder of communication, learning, and behavior", you just KNOW you are the mom and yours is the child who will beat this thing. No matter how many times you read other parents stories of how they thought the same thing and it didn't happen. It is amazing how we all think we are exceptions.
When Tommy was 3, we went on a wonderful family vacation to an island in Florida....we took the dog, we swam, we ate, we played, he jumped on the bed. We went canoeing in a state park and saw an older lady with a middle-aged man in her boat....he was leaning down staring at the water out of the corner of his eye, and I said to Mark, "Look, her son has autism"....a few hours later, it happened that we were all in the parking lot at the same time, and as Mark and I often do when we see an older parent with an autistic child, we asked advice. We asked, "Is there any particular message you could give us?"
This very nice lady looked at us and said, "If you can prepare yourself for absolutely anything....just anything...then you will be ok....there will be many unexpected events on this journey, and some won't be easy....you need to be ready, and you need to be flexible."
We rode away thinking how lucky we were that our son was so mild that we would NEVER have to feel this serious about his condition. Because we were working so hard and giving him such a wonderful early intervention that it was just going to go away! Poor lady...what a struggle, we thought.
As we have met more and more parents and seen more and more kids with autism, it now is clear that we all go through the same thing, with this damned diagnosis. At the Marcus Institute I saw an adolescent girl arrive daily in arm casts and a helmet so that she wouldn't do self-injury. I saw a girl at Cobblestone Therapy weekly who constantly had a bleeding scab on her nose. I saw a 10-year-old boy going into MacDonald's who bit his arm repeatedly before going in, to the distress of his tired dad. And I thought, those POOOOOOOR people...I'm so glad Tommy will never do that.
Tommy lately bites his right arm when he's frustrated...and sometimes he bites it when he's happy....the school has a fabulous behavioral therapist consulting them and us on how to deal with it. The other night he bit his wrist and for the first time, it bled....I called for Mark and when he saw...well.....we just cried....WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO???? WE NEED HELP.
Fortunately, here and there in this big city, there are AMAZING behavioral psychologists who have dealt with these very typical autistic behaviors for years (yes, Janet Lund, that would be you)....they are on board, and we have no idea what we would do without them. Because, according to the National Research Council on autism, "Once they become an established part of an autistic child's repertoire, unlike typical children, ASD kids do not outgrow them. Without appropriate interventions, these behaviors persist and worsen." So we are quickly getting him the help he needs and doing the hard work that has to be done to prevent this from becoming part of his "repertoire"....this requires constant supervision and a knowledge of how to do what schools call "positive behavior interventions" and "positive behavior support"....
We know we and the wonderful people working with Tommy will extinguish this behavior too. They always do, and we are so, so incredibly grateful.
Now with some sadness, we never say never. We've eaten far too much crow to do that anymore.
Last week, one of the students at the university I work at found me to ask me about Tommy. Her son had just been diagnosed with autism, at age 3. I gave her the titles of my 3 favorite books on autism, and I said, keep him engaged, as the prescription requires, a minimum of 25 hours per week in positive, happy communication....it won't be easy since he doesn't want to communicate, so go take a class in Floortime. You'll need some ABA, a lot of Floortime, a lot of speech therapy, some OT, a lot of play and connection with each other....just basically, A HECK OF A LOT OF HELP.....
And then I told her, "And you need to ready for absolutely anything....there will be many unexpected events on this journey, some very difficult, many just wonderful. But you will need to be strong....and flexible."
Turns out that pretty white-haired lady knew exactly what she was talking about.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Ode to Aunt Mary, by Tommy Hedin
I love my Aunt Mary, and she adores me
She sees my true colors, she lets me be free.
She lets me go at my own special pace,
so I can make crumbs just all over the place!!
When I'm with Aunt Mary, there is simply no doubt
I can climb the piano, pour the dog's water out!
And flood ALL the bathrooms and kitchen, with GLEE,
Because I love her, and she's slower than me!
If there's a flood in Atlanta, I can bolt RIGHT into it!
She might not like it, but I can still do it!
Go wild in the yard, mosquitoes and all
Beat my drum, kick my balls, buy gumballs in the mall!
I can eat cupcakes for most of the day.
Cause Aunt Mary really does know how to play!
But then Mom comes home and the party is done.
She looks at the house, she seems very glum.
Aunt Mary leaves quick, and she feels like a jerk.
Even though she truly DID SO much work!!!
Keeping me talking, keeping me ME!!!
Loving me no matter who I might be!
So mom keeps forgiving, Aunt Mary comes back!
She knows that LOVE is not all white and black.
If somebody loves you, it makes your life better.
So don't wait around, Mom, please go, GO, and get her!
So even though I might be bitten and sick,
I've walked in a flood, which was really a kick!!!
I've trashed the whole house, dehydrated the dog....
Enjoyed a disaster and played in a bog!
Aunt Mary will always be special to me
Cause she loves me for ME,
and she lets me be free.
Thank You so much, Aunt Mary....I love you.
I love my Aunt Mary, and she adores me
She sees my true colors, she lets me be free.
She lets me go at my own special pace,
so I can make crumbs just all over the place!!
When I'm with Aunt Mary, there is simply no doubt
I can climb the piano, pour the dog's water out!
And flood ALL the bathrooms and kitchen, with GLEE,
Because I love her, and she's slower than me!
If there's a flood in Atlanta, I can bolt RIGHT into it!
She might not like it, but I can still do it!
Go wild in the yard, mosquitoes and all
Beat my drum, kick my balls, buy gumballs in the mall!
I can eat cupcakes for most of the day.
Cause Aunt Mary really does know how to play!
But then Mom comes home and the party is done.
She looks at the house, she seems very glum.
Aunt Mary leaves quick, and she feels like a jerk.
Even though she truly DID SO much work!!!
Keeping me talking, keeping me ME!!!
Loving me no matter who I might be!
So mom keeps forgiving, Aunt Mary comes back!
She knows that LOVE is not all white and black.
If somebody loves you, it makes your life better.
So don't wait around, Mom, please go, GO, and get her!
So even though I might be bitten and sick,
I've walked in a flood, which was really a kick!!!
I've trashed the whole house, dehydrated the dog....
Enjoyed a disaster and played in a bog!
Aunt Mary will always be special to me
Cause she loves me for ME,
and she lets me be free.
Thank You so much, Aunt Mary....I love you.
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