Sunday, February 6, 2011

Sick of the Sick

We made it through the holidays! The whole family was happy and virus free but once the new year hit, Dallin's body proved yet again that his immune system is subpar.

It started with his sister Rachel who came home from school with a fever of 102. Three more days of fevers and then she was on the mend. In the mean time, Daddy started with the same symptoms and same thing, 3 days...all better. Dallin got it last and his fevers went on for a week! Then, it turned into nausea and he barfed all over the car on day ten. Finally, I was in the doctors office by the end of the second week being told that he had a raging sinus infection and antibiotics would be the best thing to do. Especially since he had lost 5 pounds and was still struggling to eat after the bout of nausea.

Sometimes, I complain. Heavenly Father, is it not enough that Dallin has Autism but on top of his learning disability, we have to deal with insane food allergies and a weak immune system!?! I don't get quite as mad about this stuff as I used to but still, I wonder.

Because of Dallin's "biochemical" problems, I am advocate for being extremely careful with our infants and not exposing them to too many artificial chemicals or potentially dangerous toxins while they are under the age of 2. But that is a whole other story.

Dallin is happy, smart, silly, and playful! He's doing well in school and continues to seek me out for needs, wants, and affection. Coping with his challenges most days requires running through a mental checklist for those things which I am most grateful for. So thank you God because at least he is here and he is here with me.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Every Year Gets Better

You know, sometimes with Autism, progress feels very slow or even stagnant but a holiday like Christmas brings about a fresh perspective. A couple Christmas's ago, Dallin did not understand that presents were a good thing and did not even want to take the time to unwrap a gift. Last Christmas, he started to get in to the whole getting presents part but broke two Nativity pieces because he was completely obsessed with the figurines. This year, he has left them alone and he even says the word "Christmas" and knows its associated to getting presents.

We got a toy magazine in the mail the other day. It was so cute to watch him study it and then point to things he wanted. He would show them to me and ask, "store?". How cute is he...honestly.

Because Christmas is such a memorable time of the year, its easy to compare Dallin this Christmas to Christmas's in the past. Perhaps Christmas has become our new Thanksgiving. I am grateful for my son's continued improvement. Happy Holidays everyone!!!

Monday, November 8, 2010

Little Picker

Dallin hurt his finger at school today. It got caught in the classroom door. The teacher called and it sounded pretty gruesome but luckily, the only deformity was a nasty dime sized blood blister. I finally popped it late this afternoon with much satisfaction (Yes, I do like popping stuff like zits). The next couple hours... "Dallin don't touch. Dallin! No picking! Dallin, leave band-aid on!"

One little cut, scrape, or bug bite can lead to a horrible infection. Pick, pick, pick. Do you have a little picker? Are you worried like I am that your child will be covered in pock mark scars by 16? How do you get your ASD child to keep a band-aid on?

Monday, October 25, 2010

Are you just like me?

I have a son. His name is Dallin and he turned 5 earlier in the year. He was diagnosed with Autism at 19 months of age. He is my first child. Since Dallin's diagnosis, my husband and I have been on an emotional roller coaster! Searching for a cure turned into searching for therapies that could help. And you know what? With all the stress and financial struggles this trial has brought our family, somehow we have managed to be very happy.

Having an autistic child is a 24-7 thing. He is always going to be a little different and test my patience beyond imagination, but he is also my pride and joy! Dallin, thank you for teaching me that with hope and motivation, miracles can happen.

I am not here to tell a story that seems far out of reach. My son is not "recovered" from Autism but he is doing better. This blog is for me and you. I find strength in numbers and I know there are A LOT of us out there (1 in 110). Some states are better than others in providing support and services but sometimes a girl just needs a friend. You know, someone who REALLY understands what you're going through. Let's share! Share your stories, recommend a blog topic, and comment! If you are like me, then this is finally a place where you completely belong. Welcome!