Autism: Surviving and Thriving

Fourteen years ago my youngest 3 boys were diagnosed with autism within a 9 month span. Devastation and grieving followed. Doctors gave me little or no hope, but they didn't know me very well. I refused to believe that my boys were doomed.

My boys are now young men, adults with autism. They are thriving, but every day presents its turmoil and challenges.

My family: husband Mike, sons Ryan 23 yr, Nicholas 21 yr, and Cameron 18 yr. (Ryan and Nick have autism; Cam has recovered from autism.) Our oldest sons, Michael 34 yr and Stuart 25 yr, moved out of the house. Ryan has also moved out, and is still working towards complete independence.

Monday, March 25, 2013

Two Run Double

Cam in the official uniform on opening day
Cameron walks up to bat.

Bases are loaded.

Quickly, he faces the pitcher, with full count.  Ball is pitched.  He swings.  SMACK.  That ball flies.  Flies to outfield.  His fellow teammates run.  One scores.  The crowd cheers.  Then the next crosses home plate. The crowd roars. The outfielder finally throws the ball to the infield.  Cameron makes it to second base.  He is psyched.  Big smile on his face.

Tis the highlight of his day!

No one would ever guess this was a kid who loved to beat his head against the tile floor or cement ground.  It is so nice to hear the sound of the baseball making contact with a bat instead of Cam's head against the ground.

Cam and teammates--practice game
Cameron's team won. 7-2.  Celebration forthcoming!
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