Well, the last two weeks have been
rough. Poor Bug is just a ball of frustration and tiredness and it has taken its toll on us all. Several days this week he was so "out of it" that he couldn't even focus long enough to give me a request--sometime he doesn't really struggle with. I feel terrible for him because he is just so all over the place.
We are still in this frustration period. Remember how I mentioned that story about going to Kroger, no the "other" Kroger...yeah. Turns out that "Kroger" just means store to Bug. Which means that I say we're going to Kroger, and he is ok until I take a "wrong" turn and then he gets progressively more upset. And not like, whiny, but like big, tantrum upset. And every day, it has gotten worse. Today he asked to go to "Kroger with goats"--what in the heck is that?! So, because I felt bad for the kid, and frustrated that we have been struggling, I showed him a few pictures of Target and Kroger and Maymont and a farmer's market...are those Kroger with goats? Some are stores, some have goats...what are you thinking of Bug? He just kept asking. So we hopped in the car and I started driving. And when he freaked out, I turned around and went the other way. And it was a lot of stress and heartbreaking. It was the worst hot or cold game I've ever played, but I just felt like we needed to figure out what "Kroger with goats" is. So the whole time I explained to him that I was trying really hard, and that I needed him to stay calm so that I could understand where he wanted me to go. I tried to ask him more questions about what we do at "Kroger with goats" but he couldn't answer. Anyway, I eventually remembered that over Easter, a mall in the West End had a petting zoo with goats. So we headed there. And it appeared that we were in the right place! I explained that the goats weren't there, that it was a special thing for Easter. We walked all over the mall and he saw lots of fountains and no goats. For the most part, he seemed accepting of that, so I'm
hoping that he understands that it's not an all-the-time thing, and also that we're laying some groundwork with places and getting the correct names for them. Stuff like this always makes me feel a bit crazy, like, if I ever go insane, it's because I spent a lot of time trying to comprehend toddler-descriptions of places.
Speech this week was
bad. On Monday he went in with a big fuss but calmed down and worked well the rest of the time. On Wednesday I struggled to get him out of the car and then poor Kathy had to basically carry him in to his workroom. She said that every transition was rough and he would get upset. So we are taking next week off, to give him a break. I know that speech is not the "fun" therapy, but he can't be full blown meltdown beforehand either. OT went well again, which was a relief, because of the rest of the struggles of the week. Poor Bug just shut down about 45min in, he just seemed completely
exhausted. I'm not sure if he's growing or if he just felt sad because we talked a lot about the struggles, but he was worn out.He did ROCK the alphabet train puzzle and they did a floor sized jigsaw that he did well on when he was told where the pieces went. Geri gave him a lot of swinging in his favorite swing and didn't push him too much. We don't have OT next week, so I guess it's kind of a vacation for us.
Our other event on Thursday (which is OT day) was doing Bug's eligibility evaluation for the Early Childhood program. He wasn't excited about going in, but I got him in there ok. He worked with a speech therapist and an early childhood teacher who assessed him while a school psychologist observed and I answered questions and tried to keep Wiggle from destroying the place. I was not focused on Bug a lot, but I was really really unimpressed with how things went. We were in an unsetup classroom with only a handful of age-appropriate toys to assess him with. He quickly moved away from those and spent the rest of the time avoiding working with his evaluators. They didn't really do much to try to get him back on task. At one point, he was messing with a sink and a cup and the speech therapist turned to me and was like "I think he's thirsty, do you have something he can drink?" She didn't even ask him, give him a chance to respond to a question that he is likely to give a response too. It was so disheartening. At the end too, she left to make copies of previous evaluations I brought, he said bye because he figured we were done and he started heading towards the door. The other evaluator mentioned something after about him being a "flight risk" and whether I had other concerns about his behavior. Bug is not a flight risk. I explained that he has anxiety in new situations but once he is transitioned that he doesn't tantrum (and he usually doesn't tantrum anyway) and that I don't worry about him leaving where he's supposed to be. I was completely confused.
These people have more say than I do in developing an IEP for him and determining how his schooling goes, and I felt like they weren't really trying to get a fair or accurate assessment. I was honest about him having autism, and they didn't really do anything to try to accommodate that or see how high functioning he is and can be. Then he's a flight risk because someone walked out the door (without telling him where she was going) and he knew enough to realize we were about done? Give me a break. We have the IEP meeting next week, and we'll set up an IEP, but we're not taking services.
What really gets me is honestly how disrespectful evals are to kids. I understand that they've got to ask me a lot of questions, and that unfortunately, a lot of my answers highlight his weaknesses. But all this goes on right in front of him, that we all have to talk about him as if he wasn't there. And it seems ok because there's this idea that kids with autism aren't paying attention and don't care about what's going on around them. It just pisses me off. He knows. There is so much this kid cannot tell us, so much he can't verbalize, but I see emotions from him, I see the light go out from his eyes after these stupid evals. And every time I have to talk to him after, and tell him that we're not mad at him, that he's not bad or stupid. That we're trying to help him. And then I feel like a scumbag because if I listened to someone say for an hour "Kim can't do that. No, she doesn't do that. Nope, not that either" I'd probably be depressed and tired too.
Our speech therapist shared a link on their Facebook page, and I thought I'd link it here too:
We're Presuming Competence. It's worth a read and probably a introspective period too. Kids are smart creatures, they can pick up on so much more than we give them credit for. Giving them the respect and boost of confidence that they CAN do anything and everything goes a lot farther than putting them in some silly, albeit convenient, box.
So where do we go from here? Well, not into the public schools, at least not this year. I'm going to bear down and make a schedule for social activities for Bug. We're putting him in Sunday school this year, I'll be teaching his class some weeks and aiding others. We're going to make picture schedules for him so he can better anticipate what we're doing each day. We're making a book of sorts with pictures of places we go so that we can show him and talk about it to help him--and us--be less frustrated and upset. We're going to focus on learning "What's that?" and "What's happening" so we can learn "Where" and eventually "Why" and "How". And we're going to work through frustration together. And I'll do as much learning to support as I can, so that I can be the best damn advocate for my boy.

So other than that heap of negativity up there (above the cuteness that is Bug), what else have we done? Well, Bug got a BIG BOY HAIRCUT with clippers (becuase I did a seriously shoddy job with scissors and had to fix it). Funnily, he did way better with the clipper--granted he also had grapes and Angry Birds on my phone--than he does with scissors, so I do believe we'll be repeating that the next time.
I also FINALLY got around to sewing up the Lycra remnant I bought into a pillowcase of sorts. Bug knew right away what it was for and has been enjoying it whenever I bring it out. I'm hoping that he'll start using it on his own too. The idea behind Lycra is that the resistance from the stretch provides a lot of deep pressure for him, which is extremely soothing to Bug. The more he crawls around inside of it, the more sensory input, the better it is for him. He also loves it when I put it over me and become a monster and grab at him or tickle him. Lots of fun :)
The computer has been a big focus of his lately too. We've enjoyed lots of Skyping with Grandma and doing letters on Starfall. If the computer is out, Bug is there!
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Watching fishes at the Three Lake aquarium |
Bug brought out playdough last week to make "cakes" (this goes back to him learning to put candles in playdough "cake" at his autism diagnosis). While he was putting his candles in, I rolled my dough out into a "snake" and made letters. Bug
loved it. He got to tell me what letters to make, and helped me make a few and he brought them over to the window and we even ended up bringing our snake outside to play. :) It's good to get him interested in another way to play with playdough and it made me realize I need to spend more time just playing with him. Even letting him do his thing with whatever it is while I do my thing and inviting him over to see branches him out more than just asking "Do you want to play cars?" and being told "No."--and that's usually what happens. It is hard, especially because there is always a lot going on, but I need to make it a higher priority.
I'm hoping we're through the worst of the tiredness and frustration. Today seemed better, although by 4 he was asking for a nap and we had to turn him down. By the time bedtime rolled around he was overtired and crazy. But I think it's nice that next week we have nowhere we have to be until his IEP meeting on Friday. That is one of the great things about not having him in school, I can cancel therapies (with advance notice) and we can take a mental health week. So hopefully I'll remember my camera and can do an awesome post about all the fun we have! :)