Sunday 7 July 2013

A Slight Return

First, apologies for the delay. It has been a difficult few weeks, with a technology collapse at work dovetailing neatly with a behavioural collapse from my youngest son. Ah yes, my youngest. I don't think I have mentioned him yet. You see, in essence this blog is about him and for him. He is 7 years old and diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome and it was whilst my wife and I were digging down into the autism mine for his diagnosis that we first struck the seam that apparently runs from father to son. Yep he got it, because I've got it. Beats inheritance tax everytime when it comes to shit things to pass on to your children. But why does this make the blog for him? Simple. Anything that puts the contents of my head in order and allows me to communicate better, is better for him. And I owe him at least that, because communication is the absolute black heart of all the problems that come with being on the spectrum.
Just recently we have had to go to his school, to discuss his behaviour and try to work out a plan to help him. And what seems to have come shining through in all of this, is anxiety. It's a constant black cloud over his life and what seems to make it worse is that all he can do when he gets anxious is run away. He runs away from everything that worries him. Spiders, loud noises, the written form of the English language. You name it, he legs it. And we need to find a better way for him to communicate these anxieties to us. But more importantly we need to find a translation tool that allows him to communicate without burning up lactic acid. The problem lies in the fact that, with myself being on the spectrum as well, finding a way to cut out some of the interference in my head just doubles the amount of work necessary to help him. And that, to some degree, sums up the point of this blog. Catharsis for me, catharsis for him.
Now, this is both my apologetic entry and my worthy entry. I'm going to post twice today (swoons), the other entry actually being about Doctor Who. So if the pills and scotch haven't made your vision swim too much, have a read and tell me what you think.

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