No, thank you for asking. He had meningitis when he was a baby as a result of which he had SLD, autism, speech delay and left-sided hemiplegia. He was crazy about pirates, Disney, Harry Potter, Star Wars and girls in bikinis. I'm not at home to martyrdom or pity, I'd much rather have a cold glass of champagne. I thank you.
Tuesday, 29 September 2009
Out of the mouths...
One of the many joys of living with a person on the autistic spectrum is the refreshingly frank way they say exactly what they think.
JORDAN: Egg, I'm not going to have sex with the cat.
ME: Well, that's good. Having sex with cats is against the law.
JORDAN: Yes, and the cat would burst.
Silence as we contemplate this image.
JORDAN: Egg, can you make a sound like a cat bursting?
Monday, 21 September 2009
Fancy that...
Jordan is very much wedded to routine, which comes as no surprise to anyone who is familiar with autism, I'm sure. Though interestingly, he has allowed some alterations over the last few days which have surprised me.
We got to the dentists without too much fuss AND tried out the Gourmet Burger Kitchen in East Dulwich too - a first for us. Click the link for a voucher! This also went well as Jordan enjoyed his burger and admired the VW Van-style graphic art on the walls. Hats off to GBK for this. Most restaurant chain art is dull beyond belief.
Today, he has a day off school but actually consented to come with me to get passport pics done at the local chemists, Kristal Pharmacy (is there anything they don't sell? We found pasta in there today). Not only that but we went to the butcher's, the baker's but alas there is no candlestick maker down Nunhead Lane or we'd have gone there too, trust me. May not sound much but this break from routine is a huge step forward for the boy.
Monday, 7 September 2009
Back to school
Yes, it's the end of the holidays. I often feel I am the only mother who really enjoys having the kids at home! What's not to love? We get up earlier than term time, wander round sipping coffee and chatting. I can write, the boy can chill. Most relaxing and indeed conducive to literary inspiration. The house is now MUCH too quiet...
Labels:
chatting.,
chilling out,
Holidays,
inspiration,
relaxing,
School,
writing
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