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.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

The Job: Is This My Son Ryan?

Ryan guiding a new student
Last week Ryan moved up from intern to employee. What a change in him!!

When Ryan started these photo shop classes last year, he needed time to absorb the environment, people, schedule, let alone the content--typical of any young adult with autism.  I had hoped, that given time, Ryan would become comfortable and adapt.  What has occurred is beyond any expectation. 

When Ryan Johnson first came to RMG Imaging Artists, he spoke little and kept himself isolated from others, preferring to spend his breaks and conversational efforts completely immersed in the world of the novels he writes on his laptop. However, something happened over the past year; something akin to the astonishing metamorphosis of a caterpillar into a butterfly. Conversation has become a normal part of Ryan's day, smiles spread across his face regularly, and he exhibits great pride in the work he performs. He has applied himself to achieve, and in so doing, he has earned a sense of accomplishment, self-assurance, and position of respect among his peers. Ryan now talks to staff and his fellow artists with confidence—an extraordinary and heartwarming transformation! 
-Denise Gary, RMG Imaging Artists LLC

This is beyond any hope I've had.  My eyes get misty...

Photo Credit:  RMG Imaging Artists 

Friday, September 19, 2014

Ryan Has A Job (but he didn't tell us)

This conversation is quite indicative of Ryan.  He likes to keep to himself, or as we call it, he likes to stay in his world.  The owner of the photo shop classes and I have had several, small conversations on the side.  In this case, I knew a job for Ryan was very likely, but I didn't know when.  It is imperative that parents of autistic adults stay in close contact with people who are around their young, autistic adult.

Wednesday evening:
Ryan

Mom:  How was class?
Ryan;  Fine.

Mom waits for elaboration, but knows none will come.

Thursday morning:

Mom:  How was class?
Ryan:  You asked me that yesterday.
Mom:  Yes, but all you said was fine. So how was class?
Ryan:  Fine.
Mom:  Did you do as well as you did last time?
Ryan:  Yes.
Mom:  Did they say anything about getting hired officially?
Ryan:  Yes.
Mom:  So??

Ryan says nothing.

Mom:  So you have a job?
Ryan:  Yes.

Mom's eyes widen, and Dad turns around to face Ryan.

Dad:  Why didn't you say this yesterday?
Ryan:  Um.
Mom:  Now you see why I asked you again?  You didn't tell us this. This is great news!
Dad:  Yeah, this is a big deal.
Ryan:  Yeah (trying not to smile).
Mom:  SMILE.
Ryan:  Ok (with a silly grin).

We went out to dinner to celebrate to illustrate that it is important to share news with us.  How else could we mark the occasion??

 

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Grandparents Smoochin' (Tis Grandparents Day)

Last August my parents celebrated their 55th anniversary.  They have lived their wedding vows--good-bad, sickness-health, rich-poor, etc. They have four kids, several grand kids, and a couple of great grand kids. They have endured our disappointments and rejoiced at our accomplishments.

I can't speak for them, but I think love has something to do with their longevity as a couple.  I have witness them draw strength from each other as well as drive each other crazy.  They sacrifice ceaselessly.

They have set the example for me and how I parent special needs kids. The endless issues and battles my husband and I face seem insurmountable.  However, when I see how my parents have survived turmoil and chaos, they inspire me to continue.  Our problems are very different, but the key to surviving and thriving is the same:  love.

Love endures all.

Thanks, Gma and Gpa!!