To the Doctor

Lately my little Sayler has been bursting into these dramatic real tear cries. Just all the sudden. I was not sure what was going on because I can't just ask her and have her tell me. At first I thought just maybe it was the stress of starting at a new school, but as time went on and it continued to get worse not better I started to get more concerned. So I finally called and made the appointment. Knowing exactly what I was getting myself into. I'm certain that is why I put it off as long as I did. Anyway...it did not go well. I felt so bad for her. We had to do ex rays,  fighting and sweating. Then we drew blood, fighting and sweating. THEN we tried to get a urine bag on and I have to laugh now ( but was not laughing at the time) Both the nurse and I were on the floor fighting a 6 year old that was a whole lot stronger than the both of us. We did not win that battle!!  I kept thinking about it and I think that if I  was in a foreign place and all these people were holding me down trying to do things to me which I have no idea what they are doing. I would fight like crazy too!! Miss Kinney also had to get blood drawn. SEVERAL times. She is just so little it was hard for them to get a vein, but she was a trooper. She is a tough little tike. Anyway, still didn't find out for sure what was wrong with Sayler but we have some ideas. She had to get a shot :( Poor thing I think it was more traumatic for her than myself and it was one of my worst days!!!

WHILE YOU WERE STARING

By Jessica Hill


While you were staring
you could have picked up my purse.
I dropped it while my son was crying.

And while you’re at it,
could you muster a smile,
because my son is really trying.

While you are huffing
and rolling your eyes,
could you understand that
loud noises catch him by surprise.

While you were judging
my parenting skills,
you failed to realize
how my son really feels.

While you were whispering
“that child is a brat”,
You missed what
caused him to behave like that.

If you would stop
and take a minute
to open your mind,
a child who is lost
in a world of sounds, sights, and smells
is what you would find.

Lending your hand or an understanding smile
would make the life easier
for someone raising
an autistic child.

Crazy! Crazy!

Yes. Another CRAZY day in my world of Autism. Last night Sayler discovered my washer. I was just putting some clothes in to wash and Sayler came in. She needed something from me and she will not stop pulling on me until I get what she needs. I decided to distract her for a min and asked her to help mommy with the laundry. So we put the clothes in and then the soap and turned it on. I could tell she was fascinated with the bubbles it was making and I needed to take some clothes out and hang them on the line. She usually has a melt down when I walk out the door without her so I thought if  the bubbles could distract her for a min we could avoid the melt down and the destructiveness that usually comes with it. See I can't take her out with me because I have to watch her at all times and I couldn't do that and hang clothes. So I left her to watch the washer and hurried out to hang the few things I had. I walked back in and found her still looking at the bubbles but about fifty times more bubbles than normal. Yes she had noticed that when I put the soap in there was bubbles so she took it upon herself to but the whole new bottle in this one wash. Needless to say those clothes after about 5 washes and rinses are REALLY clean.
So back to the CRAZY!! This morning I got up early to head up North to do some errands and lunch with my in-laws. We left really early and had just gotten home. I went in the Kitchen to put some grocery's away and went to the computer to check for an email I have been waiting for. Sayler walked in to get me for something again and as she kept pulling on me I smelt that very familiar smell of BLEACH!!!
Yes all my kids' new school clothes that got washed five times yesterday are now white. (tear) I need a house that can be Sayler proofed!!
I still love my little Angel!!