Autism Matters Inc. recently opened a clinic in Minnesota that focuses on resources for kids with autism. The staff includes speech and language therapists and certified ABA therapists. Services they offer include: speech/language evaluation, applied behavior analysis, and verbal behavior intensive care-based therapy. Tara Bertone, director of the clinic, believes that communication is one of the most important aspects of treating autism. “These principles used with children who have autism can significantly improve functional language skills and decrease maladaptive (poorly adapted) behaviors,” Bertone explains. In addition to therapy, children received academic training and life skills; they learn how to interact with other children as well as their teachers and parents. For families, Autism Matters Inc. provides marriage and sibling counseling.
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And the hits just keep on comin'
Jan 25, 2007 by AnonymousMy trip to Denver is now behind me and I can happily report that everything went well while I was away. The only casualty was one lost shoe, which I found roughly five minutes after returning home. It was behind the treadmill, which leads me to an amusing story about my husband and how after nine years of marriage, I still don't know him as well as I thought I did.
When Jonathan was diagnosed with diabetes last July, he saw his doctor who recommended a diet and exercise regimen. Jonathan faithfully stuck to the diet and has lost over seventy pounds as a result, which is great. For my part, I decided that we should move the treadmill back into the house (which is as difficult as jogging three miles on the machine) so that he could do the exercise part. Unfortunately the treadmill has been used as a clothes hanger since then. Until Saturday, Jonathan decided, while I was away and couldn't be there to keep the kids out of his way, that he would use the treadmill. I cannot fathom what drove him to it. I simply don't understand what came over him. "Okay, well, that's great," is what I said to him, while on the inside I thought "????!!." He complained that Thomas was putting his cars on the belt and watching them scoot off the end of the machine while Jonathan was trying to use it. I'm not sure what he expected Thomas to do when tempted with a little car converyor belt, but there it is. Somehow, Thomas' left shoe got wedged behind the treadmill after Jonathan used it and it delayed their arrival at the airport to pick me up on Sunday night. As I said, I found it promptly after returning home and all was right with the world.
Until Monday morning, when Hayley was peeling up linoleum tiles in the kitchen with very little effort, exposing the concrete slab underneath. "Okay! That's it!" I declared and put in a call to our favorite flooring installer. As I have mentioned in previous blogs, our carpeting has been a germ virus and bacteria farm ever since we brought Sophie (our Springer Spaniel) home five years ago. Neighborhood high school biology students wanted samples of it to put on slides in class. It got uglier as the years (and kids) wore on so replacing the flooring in the kitchen and living area has always been something we wanted to do. The trouble with the tiles in the kitchen finally lit a fire and I made inquiries.
Today, two nice young men spent nine hours in our home getting rid of the old and installing the new. Initially I would say that Thomas likes it, because when he walks now, the echo off the wood liminate and vaulted ceilings really gives his voice that extra "oomph" he's been looking for. Jonathan and I really enjoyed the squealing contests between Thomas and Hayley this afternoon. Also their little bare feet make a lot more noise slappign on the floor now.
We will see how Thomas does with it. I read a book of memories not long ago in which the autistic son would not put up with any environmental changes of any kind. His mother bought a new comforter for her bed and drew him pictures and really prepared her son for the change. The comforter had been on the bed for about two hours before the young boy removed it from his mother's bed and attempted to deposit it in a neighbor's recycling bin. Luckily, there is no way that Thomas could remove the flooring. Instead, he will probably make known his dislike of the situation in much more subtle ways. Unfortunately, I have no idea how he did in school today because his teacher sent home another little boy's artwork and daily report in Thomas' backpack. (A very understandable lapse . . . I could never handle her job on my best days.) The filthy old carpet was being cut up and removed as I walked Thomas out to the bus, so the change had already begun by the time he left. Also, he did go to bed better tonight than he did last night, but still not great. We're still dealing with these bedtime problems, but as long as we keep making changes, we'll have to expect difficult behavior to some degree. I really hope that we can get everything ironed out by the time we leave for our cruise.
Another fun thing . . . my doctor believes I am having anxiety problems. I see him on Saturday.
And the hits just keep on comin'.
Marriage
Sep 24, 2006 by AnonymousI have had to think lately about how much stress is put on our family and social relationships because of the issues that PWS brings. Relationships can be hard enough under the best of circumstances. Add the stress of all the PWS issues we deal with, the responsibilities of family, job, community, and even self, and it is quite a lot to deal with for any and all of us. What's more, for the most part, we tend to deal with this in silence. We keep what is in the family in the family. From experience we know that, except for those precious few souls who patiently hang in there with us, most people glaze over when you try to talk to them about your life. After a few glazings, we learn to keep it to ourselves whenever we can. So, sometimes, the pressure builds up within the family and the bonds there are not always strong enough to withhold this pressure.
I have had this on my mind lately because of what we have seen with some families here. For the last several years, there have been three other couples who we have been, at least loosely, involved with, all families of children with special needs (not PWS). Over the last year, we have seen all three of these families go through divorces. It's chilling to me to see how a once-functional family has been shaken to the core, at least in part by the furor of a diagnosis. This is not to say that the diagnosis caused the divorces, just that it was an important factor.
When a family receives a diagnosis like PWS, it's an emotional tsunami and when the waves are gone, some of us pick up and rebuild and others never do. Others put their houses back together, but they are not strong enough to withstand the following storms, even though they don't compare to the original.
I realize that all of this is not about alternative approaches to PWS, but when I think about it, maybe it is. I believe that the single most important factor in the progress of a child with PWS, or any child for that matter, but for our purposes here, a child with PWS, is a strong, stable, supportive home life. That doesn't mean it has to be with the traditional mom, dad, and 2.2 children. It does mean that whatever the structure of our homes looks like, stability has to be our top priority. In order to provide stability for our children, we have to have it for ourselves. We cannot give what we do not have.
What I'm writing to say is that we all need to be mindful of our stress levels and try to find ways to reduce it in whatever ways we can. The cost for not doing this is way too high. The last statistics I read said that the divorce rate in families with children with special needs was unbelievably high. We know what a toll that stress takes on our health. Let's commit ourselves to keeping a close watch on our stress levels and doing whatever we can to keep the pressure from destroying our marriages, our relationships, and our health. We tend to go along on auto-pilot assuming that if we just don't think about a problem, it will not come back to bite us. Knowing the fault of that logic, we have to remain aware of those things that are stress-producing and of the effect they are having on us and all those we love.
I'm sure nobody else needed this essay on stress management and relationships, but I just needed to say it. I guess it's one of the ways that I handle my own stress.
It might be interesting to talk about ways that we as parents manage our stress. I know I'd like to hear about it. Any takers?
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