Someone posted this picture on Facebook a few days ago and it resonated with me. I have friends with kiddos on the spectrum that are thoroughly convinced that their children are vaccine-injured based on when the autism manifested. It’s really hard for me to understand their viewpoint because I never had that normal child who was seemingly taken by fairies and replaced with a child who did not seem like mine. Not to mention, all of the peer-reviewed studies on vaccines and autism have come back saying that they don’t trigger it.
I think we need to be aware that microdeletions and genetic issues happen and we need to be open to the neurodiversity of people, rather than saying that people on the spectrum are damaged.
ADHD anniversary. 2 years ago today, Daniel was diagnosed with ADHD and put on medication. As controversial as that decision was, it’s been a good one — he sleeps better at night (and goes to sleep on his own) and he can play independently.
Greek food. I made the comment at choir practice that I would give up Greek food in order to not have to deal with Seattle-Everett traffic. People started throwing out suggestions of closer options and I realized that I could go up to Bellingham. Apparently, there are several up there and there is also an Ethiopian restaurant. Yay!
An Epic issue. The local hospital system just got a new computer system which is kind of a pain in the butt. However, they sent me my code to login and sign myself up so I did that on Monday and got to populate my chart with information. It was geeky fun and I didn’t have to worry about transcription errors or Dragon Dictate problems or anything else that I’ve had to deal with in the past.
Baseball take. So I know in the postseason, these will be the teams I support:
I can’t root for the Astros because they’re a Texas team (I LOVELOVELOVE messing with Texas), the Dodgers are the archenemies of my boys in San Francisco, the Yankees are evil, and I’m pretty sure the Indians made one with Satan again this year to get into the post season because… CLEVELAND SUCKS!!!!
Basically, the need for services is so high that the waiting list to get an appointment is over 12 MONTHS — not just to be seen but to just get the initial appointment. It’s in the U District of Seattle at the north edge of the University of Washington (Go Dawgs!) and, as we discovered, across the street from the University Village, which is an upscale shopping center. We got to the appointment an hour early (traffic is horrible so we left super early in case we got stuck on I-5 for 30 minutes because of an accident) so we went across the street to the first $tarbux my parents ever visited (this is the second store ever opened — my parents visited it when my dad was a grad student almost 50 years ago) and got coffee to kill some time.
When we got back, we visited with a psychiatric nurse practitioner for an hour, talking about every aspect of Daniel’s case from birth to present. We left with referrals for ABA, peds gastroenterology at Seattle Children’s Hospital, the UW Center for Pediatric Dentistry, outside speech therapy (in addition to what he gets in school), a DDA application, and some other information. When we get the clinic note next week, we’ll be hooked up with people who can help us get all these services established. Given that I’ve been kind of having to figure all of this out myself for the most part (people can tell me about stuff but getting services established is a whole other ball game), I am so unbelievably happy that I’ll have people helping me whose job is to help me.
The best thing: dealing with people who can use the actual correct biological terminology to describe WHY my kid is on the spectrum, has ADHD, and has developmental delays (other than his prematurity). Given my dealings with anti-vaxxers who believe in the conspiracy theories spouted by the quack and fraud Dr. Andrew Wakefield and disgraced pediatrician Dr. Bob Sears (who will, God willing, be losing his license shortly for gross negligence), it’s so wonderful to deal with intelligent people.
We finally got a consult at the Autism Center at Seattle Children’s Hospital today. It’s near the UW so Mom and Dad tagged along in case we were going to make a stop at the bookstore. (Unfortunately, we didn’t.) Thankfully, Mom drove because the streets likely would have confounded me. I can drive around the towns in my area just fine but Seattle is psycho. It also feels positively claustrophobic because of the tall buildings.
The appointment was good and I now have some more people who are focused on making sure Daniel has what he needs to succeed and grow, but traffic on the way home was crazy and I definitely now understand why I don’t make the effort to take Daniel down there to do stuff on a weekend!
A bootylicious bone broth recipe. Because I completely spaced on it being Thursday and had nothing better to do tonight before this than download accounting software or talk on the phone to boys, my Quick Takes are late and I saw what Kelly posted beforehand… which means I can *TOTALLY* share her recipe for bone broth. Apparently, it’s guaranteed to make my loser liver into one that’s bootylicious. Score!
Oh… a memo to my liver: remember our deal! I don’t drink alcohol and you don’t crap out on me before I turn 40. You better not die before May 19, 2020! I don’t want to have to depend on the Evil Twin to keep his liver pristine enough to give a piece!!!
Back to school again. In case you missed my *AWESOME* daybook post this week with a fabulous photo of me with freshly-washed hair, I started school again on Monday and I’m all online this quarter. I’m taking a class on electronic communication (basically Outlook/Skype/business apps), a class on Sage’s accounting software, an online PE class, and a church finance class through CDSP.
Wait, Jen. Online PE??? Yep… online PE. I have a book to read, a discussion board post weekly, and a report to send to my instructor weekly of my exercise logged (30 minutes of something physical x 5 days/week). In theory, I could lie through my teeth about getting all that exercise but I would end up screwing myself over because my aim this quarter is to incorporate some movement into my day.
Geeky linguistic fun.Here’s a map of the most common surnames in Europe by country. Why is it geeky linguistic fun? Well, the blogger follows it with an explanation of what each name means and mentions that in Iceland, there is still a patronomic system in place. Duuuuude…
Prerequisite baseball take. My Giants are unfortunately at the bottom of the National League. 🙁 (Can we say bad trade decisions?) Even worse news: the Dodgers clinched a playoff spot. At least the Cubs are in and if I have to root for the American league, I can root for Boston.
The match-up that would guarantee me boycotting the Word Series: Dodgers vs. Indians. Because Cleveland teams are horrible (other examples: the loser Cavs and the Browns who are consistently at the bottom of the NFL *EVERY* year) and the Dodgers are the archnemesis of my Giants.
Looking out my window… smoky from all the fires in the west.
I am thinking… about tomorrow morning and the process to get ready and get Daniel on his bus with all his school supplies.
I am thankful… that when my mom offered to replace my laptop for Christmas two years ago, she got me a Geek Squad protection plan. My little miscreant removed part of my CD-ROM so it is currently off being repaired free of charge and I am typing this on my NOOK tablet!
One of my favorite things… rain. I hope we get some soon!
I am wearing… my black “Nevertheless, she persisted” shirt and black jeans.
I am creating… nothing at the moment.
I am listening to… the A/C because it is too smoky to have windows open.
I am hoping… the nighttime Dimatapp knocks Daniel out and my Benadryl does the same.
I am learning… Business English stuff for the challenge test I have to take this quarter.
In my kitchen… some chow mein and leftover Chinese pork.
In the school room… Daniel is chomping at the bit to go back tomorrow!
Shared Quote… “Comparison is the thief of joy.” –Theodore Roosevelt
My massage therapist in Galt. I saw a massage therapist almost the whole time we lived in Galt (2011-2014). It was helpful for my fibromyalgia and she kept my neck and shoulders worked out. I could seriously use her right now!
Sugary cereal. Given that I live with my health-nut parents, Lucky Charms and Cocoa Puffs wouldn’t be allowed in the house. They’re also pretty much verboten because of my diabetes. However, I’d still give almost anything for a bowl of them.
My Giants being a winning team. Seriously, the freaking DODGERS are at the top of the NL West. Let’s talk about how *WRONG* that is, let alone that my boys are 40 games behind them. My #2 boys (the Cardinals) are only 6 games behind the Cubs so they could still take the division if the Cubs and the Brewers lose some games.