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, January 20, 2014

Drums--The New Music

Nick teaching Cam
We have more music in the house. A drum set found itself in our living room on Christmas morning.  We purchased it for all the boys, but we suspected that our youngest two would play it the most.

Nick took no time in breaking in the drums.  His first "at play" is below. When Nick was done, Cam exclaimed, "Whoa!!" He bent to see how big a dent Nick had put in the cymbals.  Oops.

I thought we had purchased a drum set for beginners.  After listening to Nick play, I asked him where he learned to play.  He replied that he had just watched and listened to his friends during band at school.  Nick seems to be natural.

The black set is sleeker in appearance than the pots and pans that they banged on in former years, but the noise is just as loud.  Within two days, we moved the drum set upstairs, knowing that it was a temporary fix.  I expect it'll take a few months before we find a permanent home for these noisemakers.

I love seeing Nick's face light up when he plays.  Lately, he's been improving and trying different rhythms with syncopation.  Quite an outlet for him!

  

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