Showing posts with label kindergarten. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kindergarten. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Kindergarten is Right Around the Corner...Chhaannges


Happy June 1st!


How in the world is another school year almost over and summer here again? It is hard for me to believe and harder for me to write that Aleks will be in Kindergarten this fall. We had the privilege of meeting with her teachers and the staff at her Kindergarten last week to get an update on her progress and to also see what next year would look like for her. Both my husband, Bill and I got choked up listening to how much progress she has made in the past year of school. She went from starting the year with some screaming and hiding to ending it being one of the top students for phonetics. The other amazing news is that her speech therapist, Susan, is recommending that we go down to ST one day a week from two. This is huge news for Aleks and credit to all of the hard work she and Susan have been doing. To give you a brief overview, Susan, our ST, has been with Aleks from the beginning. Even before she had the official autism diagnosis, Susan was there. In our first meeting with Susan, which was two years ago, Aleks screamed, hit and hid in the corner of the room. She would hardly make eye contact and just ran around or hid almost the entire intake time. Now fast forward two years and Aleks is a totally different child. She greets Susan, goes back for therapy with her and is willing to do her work. What an amazing difference! Thank you Susan!


This past weekend we spent it in Colorado for my dad's birthday. Another change in Aleks is how well she did in a room of 75 people at a rather loud party. Not only did she talk to people she didn't know, but she danced and just had fun. She didn't yell or hide and was just happy to be there. One of the lessons she has taught us is to listen to her and when she says something to believe it. So, when she looked at us at the party and said, "I need to go, I'm getting tired.", we left the party. On Sunday, before the party began, she told me that she needed me to just hold her and sit in the bathtub. I did and the funk she was starting to get into went away. I don't know if all autistic children are in touch this much with their bodies and emotional needs, but I constantly learn a lot from Aleks. She asks for what she needs and makes no apologies. When she can't do something she'll tell you. When someone is upsetting her or making her feel awkward she tells them. What an amazing concept if we could all live our lives that honestly and openly. As a parent I find that my role in this is telling people to please listen to her and if she is asking you to stop staring at her or making her feel uncomfortable to please stop! A therapist of Aleks' said this, when you keep doing something to an autistic child that they've asked you to stop, it's child abuse. Makes it pretty cut and dry doesn't it?


Thank you to everyone for the prayers and continued interest in Aleks' story. It's far from over but I love that not only do I see change, but also growth and the potential for more.


xo

Melissa

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Kindergarten Shots

Having seen all the talk about the flu vaccine, the swine flu scare and such I feel the need to share a true story with you. I heard this story firsthand from the little boy's mother while at the grocery story last Fall.  I think it is an important story to share if for no other reason than to make you think.  For me, her story has made me think about every vaccine that every person considers getting.

Last Fall I was shopping at our local natural/organic grocery story when I met this amazing mom.  I was in the baking aisle doing the usual of picking up boxes and reading labels to see what I could take home for Aleks.  I noticed a mother with a little boy around 8 doing the same thing yet seeming really frustrated and lost.  I asked her if I could help.  She told me that she was just started the GFCF diet for her son and was overwhelmed.  We started talking about the diet and I shared with her our success with it.  She then asked about Aleks, her autism and doctor.  I told her all about Dr. Spore and how much we loved her and believed in the biomedical therapies. I gave her one of our doctor's business cards and told her to think about calling.   She then got teary eyed and told me what a rough few years it had been.  What she told me next shocked me and I will never forget what she shared.  

The mother told me that the little boy I saw with autism wasn't always autistic.  In fact he was a typical child until one trip to the doctor right before kindergarten.  She said she took him in for his Kindergarten shots and by the next morning he was gone.  He had gotten all his shots for Kindergarten and in the process she lost her little boy.  The happy go lucky, 'typical' little boy disappeared within 24 hours of receiving his vaccines.  The mother desperately called their pediatrician to tell them something was wrong.  They kept telling her that nothing was wrong and he was fine and just tired from the vaccines.  She kept calling, for weeks.  Same answer or lack of answers.  No doctor would every tell her that her son had a vaccine injury.  It was unheard of, a little boy becoming autistic at five.  The mother told me that their doctor tried to convince them that he had been autistic before the shots and she just didn't realize it.  As she told me, she was the mother of four and she would have KNOWN if he would have been autistic.  I believe her.

The woman had no idea that I hosted a radio show for a living.  She didn't know anything except for the fact that I was the mom of a little girl with autism who believes that there is hope.  I don't know what has happened since last Fall.  I do know that my doctor's assistant told me they got a phone call that afternoon from a mom who met a 'Melissa' in the grocery store and wanted to make an appointment.  The woman was sitting in the grocery store parking lot when she called them.  I love how God puts people in our paths for a reason.  

Blessings-
Melissa