One of the things that I find hard to describe about talking to Heidi is the gaps in conversations. The pauses you have to leave so she has time to process what you have said. You can see / hear it a bit in these two videos.
Some concepts are easier than others to process. At times if there is less sensory disturbance around Heidi will absorb what you are saying much faster. Continue reading
This. This is why I advocate. This is why I go on and on and on about the right supports. This is why I get all worked up about accepting people who are different than us.
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John R. "Buddy" Matthews was from Economy, Pennsylvania. Buddy Matthews died tragically on August 22, 2009, from injuries resulting from a motorcycle accident. He was a self-employed home contractor who owned Matthews Home Improvements. Buddy Matthews left behind his wife Tricia, daughter Alyson, and a son Joel who has autism. His obituary may be read at the Times Online.
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I've been getting a little behind in my blogging lately, but I wanted to make sure that I shared this story.
For those that don't know, Holly Robinson Peete and Tisha Cambell are Autism Mom's.
Earlier this year Holly had her Annual Design Care Fundraiser to help raise support for her organization Hollyrod.org.
Being a part of the Autism Community we all have our pain points of discussion. For some, it's vaccinations. For others, it's about how non-profits spend their donations.
My vice is the short sighted response of insurance companies.
I just watched my smallest child hop up the bus stairs on the last day of his kindergarten year. I don't know if I want to jump for joy, screaming the lyrics to Alice Cooper's School's Out, or look apprehensively toward the start of next year which is only a few short months away.
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I am currently finishing my thesis and had to go to the university to talk to my Prof. I took Dale with me. It was a good day, even if this is the first time that other people was able to tell that he is special. The first one was the guard from the LRT station. As soon as he saw us, he asked, "Special po? Dun po sa una." The next was my Prof. He was quietly playing with my phone and I just told her he's my son, and she said "Yeah, I have a relative...." Continue reading
Do you remember when you first heard about autism? I don’t. I’m fairly certain it was long before I ever became a parent, but I don’t remember exactly. I find the same to be true of most parents that I talk to. We just don’t bother learning about it because it doesn’t pertain to us, therefore, it doesn’t interest us. Until we have a child with autism. Then we have no choice. But what if we had learned about it before the fact? I think, and it may be just me, that it would have helped me immensely to know more about autism before I had to. Continue reading
I swear to God, sometimes I just want to give up and just stop. Life is so full of frustration for me at times that I just can’t cope with it anymore.
There is always and I mean always something that comes up or something that we have have to work around.
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