Posted by Emily in Daily Life
I’m a little tired of people asking about a cure for Autism. I don’t think we need a cure, we just need people to accept those that are autistic are different. They aren’t less of a person because of their differences. They aren’t to be made fun of, or mocked. They are to have the same respect as you would give anyone else.
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We finally got new insurance that covers autism. YAY! But our old insurance is not sending us the certificate of credible coverage that we need in order to avoid the pre-ex clause. I want to scream. I’ve called 7 times to get this so far. SEVEN. Told it was “in the mail” 3 weeks ago. Never received it. Gave them a fax to send it to, nothing. Finally got someone who hand wrote it and put it in front of her supervisor marked urgent. Nothing.
At this point I’m ready to look into legal action to get the darn thing. What a mess!
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We have insurance. Yay!
They cover *some* autism claims. Yay!
They never tell me what they will cover or why.
They deny everything first. Then I call, then it’s paid.
But I need that denial to switch insurance.
New insurance company will pay for the ABA and all therapies! YAY!
But we can’t get on new insurance until we get that denial letter.
Got a denial letter. YAY!
Nope, “wrong type of denial”
S#!t.
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We are finally making progress with potty training! WOOT!
At first he was scared to death of what was going on, but now he’s telling us when he has to go! Baby steps!!
Posted by Emily in Quotes
Saw this on facebook and loved it! Source: TechNewsZone
TEN COMMANDMENTS FOR INTERACTING WITH KIDS ON THE AUTISM SPECTRUM
1. Thou shall not yell when speaking to me.
My Autism does not impair my hearing and I am extremely bright. Perhaps even brighter than you are.
2. Thou shall not ignore me, talk negatively about me, speak unnaturally slow, or ask questions to others in the room that pertain to me.
I can comprehend what you are saying just fine.
3. Thou shall believe in me and help me believe in my skills and self worth.
Note the good in me and do not merely point out my negative behaviors. Believe in me and I will believe in myself.
4. Thou shall not perceive me as dumb.
I am extremely intelligent. I do not learn in the same way as you, and maybe not as quickly as you expect me to. Have patience with me. Once I recall information, I never forget.
5. Thou shall not judge my behavior.
I can get overstimulated in certain environments. I may be hypersensitive to sound and loud noises may hurt my ears. Fluorescent lights are distracting for me. They have a humming noise, and can pulsate. All the noises in a room can blur together. Please make accommodations to help me.
Read the rest here - http://technewszone.com/ten-commandments-interacting-kids-autism-spectrum-mari-nosal-related-commandments/
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We have pee in the potty!!! Not all the time, but a couple times at least.
He was scared s#!%less the first time it happened so we read Once Upon a Potty a hundred times and then tried again. He was only slightly shocked and disturbed the 2nd time and the 3rd time he went he said “woohoo!!”
I went out and bought him some die cast helicopters for the next few times he goes as a reward. Let’s pray bribery works on an autistic kid just as well as it worked on my typical kids.
Posted by Emily in Daily Life, Photos
Brady got invited to a birthday party of a friend from school. I was nervous. How would he act? Would parents think oddly of my son? Would the kids play with him?
Turns out all of my fears were for not. He did brilliantly well and played with his friends and they were glad to have him there. None of the parents mentioned anything, most already knew he’s autistic, and there were even gluten/dairy/soy free treats!
The party was at a rec center in the gymnastics area and he had a blast in the foam pit!
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Wow. Who would have though potty training would be this over-a-year long journey?! It’s not even close to being over yet. Our ABA is so determined to train him. I’m stepping back and letting her do her thing.
Some things we’ve tried:
Now we are taking yet another new approach. We are 99% convinced he’s trained, but to his pull-up. So now our ABA suggested cutting a hole in the diaper/pull-up and that way he has it on, but can pee out of it. It *might* be working, but for now he’s only peed on the floor. Then screamed, then cried, then said “uh-oh pee-pee” 157 millions times in a row.
So to recap… Still not trained, freaks when pees on the floor.
Yeah, I’m guessing he’ll be potty trained by 14 at this rate.
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B has added all sorts of word to his repertoire. “read” “ow” “run” just to name a few. His speech therapy today went well. He pushed back but not for a while into therapy. He does this new thing where when you ask him to say something he doesn’t want to say, he says “I nigh night” and hides his face and acts tired. Little punk! 