So what is it like having a child with autism?

So, what is it like having a child with autism?

I get this question a lot and actually like it when people ask. Unless a person has significant contact with someone on the spectrum he/she doesn't really understand what an autism driven world is about. Saying that, it isn't always easy to convey what having a child with autism is like. After much consideration, this is what I've come up with -

For me, having a child with autism is like living with an alien from another planet. I call him the "reluctant astronaut (R.A.)" because he really didn't want to come to earth, had absolutely no interest in this space mission. As a result, he didn't pay much attention at the briefings prior to the mission so doesn't know anything about Planet Earth - nothing about language, customs, or Earthling niceties in general. In fact, he is so disinterested in Earth that even though he was sent here, he has absolutely no desire to assimilate into Earth society. Meaning he still doesn't give a rat's ass about Earth mores.

That's also how I "explain" things he does that are pretty much unfathomable to me. For example - for a certain time period he liked to sit in the toilet. No, not on the toilet but in the toilet. I reasoned that on the home planet the toilet is a jacuzzi. Although eventually we managed to break him of this habit, the jacuzzi explanation popped again during potty training when the R.A. demonstrated not only an aversion to the toilet but would have all out nuttys when placed on one. He was probably thinking, "Poop in the jacuzzi? What is wrong with you people? Miscreants!" That's what he would say if he could speak English or any Earthing dialect.

For a time I was also convinced that not only was he a reluctant astronaut but was actually an alien cat that somehow ended up in a human body. It does make sense -

Cat

Has to everything his way

Reluctant Astronaut

Ditto

Cat

Don't touch me!

Reluctant Astronaut

Ditto

Cat

Doesn't speak human language

Reluctant Astronaut

Ditto

Cat

Doesn't wear clothes

Reluctant Astronaut

Ditto (Well, would if he had his way)

Of course I don't really believe my son to be a Reluctant Astronaut.

But sometimes it sure makes sense!

Disclaimer: Although I sometimes describe things about life with my R.A. in a humorous way, please understand that I am not laughing at him. He is my son and I love him very very much. I come from a family that had its share of challenges and I learned from a young age that laughter is powerful. A situation cannot completely hurt you if you are able to find humor and laugh at some parts of it. So that's what I do. And I don't use humor solely with the R.A. My daughter was born with a heart condition that required immediate surgery. (No, I don't make good babies. They come out broken.) She was whisked away by ambulance to the hospital in Boston. It was all unexpected and traumatic. A nice young intern came to speak with my husband and me and was re-assuring us that nothing we had done caused the baby's condition. The stress and sorrow were overwhelming. When the nice young intern concluded I turned to my husband and said, "See, I told you it wasn't from all that smack I did during my pregnancy." The intern froze and then let out this huge belly laugh. Was I appropriate? Probably not. But I had to do something to relieve the stress. Astronaut life is stressful so find the laughter where you can.
And as G.K. Chesterton said, "Humor can get through the keyhole when seriousness is still hammering at the door."

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Get in Shape! Or Else!


Have you tried everything to lose weight?  Have you tried every fad diet and every fad exercise program that comes down the pike but still can't shed those pesky pounds?  The R.A. understands that a trim figure is not only pleasing to the eye but it also allows one to wriggle out of one's backless/footie-less pajamas through the neck hole.  How many times in the past couple of months have you needed to wriggle out of those jammies and been unable to?  Then the R.A.'s "You Are Worthless and Weak Even By Your Species Pathetic Substandard Standards" exercise program is for you!  This untested and unsubstantiated program is not guaranteed to help you lose weight but will make you less of a loser in the R.A.'s eyes.  Okay, it really won't make you less of a loser in the R.A.'s eyes but nothing short of admitting that you are a waste of precious oxygen and then committing harikari with a Dum Dum is ever going to improve your status in his eyes.  And even then he'll probably declare you've done it wrong and yowl in disgust over you, finger flicking in your face as you take your last gasps.

Like any despot worth his Pringles, the R.A. is a staunch advocate of physical fitness - in the quaint body punishing Soviet Union women's gymnastics team sort of way.  In order to be prepared for the Invasion, he's got to keep himself in tip top shape.  With this in mind he's always challenging himself physically and recently created a new workout regime. If you are losing the Battle of the Bulge, you might want to take notes.

The R.A. is also an incredible multi-tasker and has combined this workout with meal time.  So not only does he get one heck of a workout but burns calories while eating! It's pure alien genius!  And so simple even a witless earthling can do it!

Here's how it works:
1. Set out your dinner.  For optimum weight loss the majority of the food should not be found in nature.  The more chemical byproducts the better.  Your meal should include at least two individual containers of Pringles.  We highly recommend an order of McDonald's nuggets and fries and a huge glob of ketchup.  Important - Do not accept substitute nuggets and fries!
2. Presentation is key and a nice table always contributes to a meal's success.  The R.A. suggests coloring your dish with crayons before and during eating. If the walls or flooring is offensive he also recommends coloring those too.
3. If you have a banana, make sure to clutch it as if engaged in arm wrestling.  Bananas are the stealthiest of tree fruits and if not securely gripped may attempt to escape.  Unfortunately gripping a banana can cause dents in the fruit which are extremely "unappeeling" (Oh, banana humor!  Ha! Ha!).  Rubbing the banana on the sides can remove dents.  Or make it fall apart which makes it inedible.  Yowl in indignation and continue yowling until your idiot servant removes the damaged banana from your sight.  It is recommended that you follow your servant because she is known to be lazy and will attempt to leave the banana on the kitchen counter wrapped in a paper towel instead of properly disposing it immediately into the trash.  Don't believe her pathetic excuses of  assisting your injured sibling - that kid has at least 8 pints of blood in her body.  Stopping the bleeding can wait two minutes.
4.  Once you have determined the table set up is to your liking, sit and take a bite of food.
5. Stand up. 
6. Take one step on the floor to your right.
7. Step up on the small plastic toy suitcase that is situated immediately to your right.
8. Step down off the plastic suitcase on the opposite side.
9. Step up on the plastic suitcase.
10. Step down off the plastic suitcase (in direction of food.)
11. Take a bite of food.
12. Flap hands.
13.Toe jump.
14.Yowl.
15. Repeat steps 5 through 14 for as many times as you feel like it or as many times as it takes to annoy those around you.

It is important to rest between sets.  During these rest periods disassemble wooden puzzles and arrange them precisely all over the floor.  Caterwaul at anyone who attempts to pick them up or has the audacity to sing the "Clean Up" song and make you pick them up.  Chin the offender if necessary.

If at any time during the meal-aerobics, you suddenly find the food on your dish abhorrent, it is acceptable to unceremoniously dump it on someone else's dish or in her cup, preferably a full cup.  Then flick your fingers in that person's face.  Do this while wearing an expression of disgust and make sure that person knows it is her fault.  Then loudly demand a replacement food, preferably something that is not in the house.  For maximum calorie burn do this while vigorously jumping up and down on your toes while energetically flapping.  For more aerobic activity run and fetch your doltish servant's purse.  This will also incorporate some strength training as the purse weighs at least 30 pounds as is evidenced by your servant's yell as you spike it on her foot. 

Next you will engage in more strength training as you purse wrestle with your servant as she attempts to put the purse back in its original spot which you will not allow.  Wrestle as if you are preparing for a caged fighting match.  Fight dirty.

Incorporate more aerobic activity by running to the light switch and turning it off.  Run back to your seat and toe jump.  Your servant will have the nerve to turn the light back on.  Yowling loudly and looking like a Barbarian at the gates of Rome, race back to the light switch and turn it off.  You and your servant will repeat this a minimum of six times.

Abandon the light switch and in an effort to build upper body strength,  swing on the railing to the staircase. Partake in more energetic wrestling as your servant foolishly attempts to wrangle you into your seat.  Fight dirty.  Toss your practically full dish on to the floor, food side down.  Important - the tossing of the dish signals the end of your workout so only do so if your workout is complete.

Don't forget to cool down after your workout.  Do this by following your servant around and caterwauling your dissatisfaction with the meal.  To stretch out your mouth chin her hands, alternating right hand and left hand.

And there you have it.  Bathing suit season is right around the corner, isn't it time you "aliened" up and got the slender figure you always wanted?


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