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.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

I Can Do It!!

Cam
I love hearing my sons say that.  For too long my sons were hampered with sensory issues and lack of coordination, symptoms of autism.  Years of therapy have yielded young men who are capable of doing--doing what they want.
Stu--at the end of the day
Simple things like holding a pencil or crayon or running without falling were difficult or impossible.  Now my sons are doing tasks that neuro-typical teens do without thinking twice about it.

This is not to say that my boys don't have sensory issues.  They still do.  However, they are not as sensitive.  They know how to handle and resolve those issues.  That is powerful.

Over the weekend we started painting.  Usually, that would be a project that I would tackle alone. This weekend the boys all joined in the fun.  They had paint on their hands (tactile zing), in their hair, on their clothes.  One even stepped in the paint and lived to tell about it.

It became a family affair.  Grandparents, husband, kids, and I.  We finished the job that day.  The boys cleaned up.  They stuck with the job.  Incredible!!

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