It's early blogging today!
I was about to clean my house and James decided that mummy needed to 'do work', that's what he calls it when I sit in front of the computer and bore you all senseless with my words.
Today is a new day and I have a coffee in hand! That's right, no tea today. Went straight for top shelf!
James has been up for a few hours now and so far so good.
Today is day 3 of yeast treatment, fingers crossed its not like yesterday!
At least today though I actually have physical help arriving, in the form of Ninnie and Poppy.
Its so hard when your family live so far away. I often think about all the help I would receive if they lived here. BLOODY MOVE HERE ALREADY!
Something has been bugging me a little bit lately.... it's the comment 'what rock have you been hiding under'. Just recently someone was discussing how we are strangers....
Can I start by saying that people know our address.!!!
Secondly, the rock I have been living under is called speech therapy, occupational therapy, pre school, home therapy, sensory diet, paediatrician, immunologist, dietitian, gastroenterologist.... AUTISM, LIFE!
Sometimes I think that people assume we just sit home all day long! Wrong folks... very very wrong!
James' therapy is more important than going visiting. Also what people fail to understand (even though I try to educate people as much as I can), James has SPD and to keep anxiety away so that he can function to his optimal we have to not overload his sensory processing. So if he has therapy in the morning he is home for the afternoon processing and regulating the therapy session.
Someone once explained SPD to me like this: Imagine you have a glass and everytime you use your senses whether its sight, smell, sound, touch etc the glass fills. Well James' glass fills really fast (unlike yours) because when he goes into the supermarket he can smell 100 times better than you, see's everything from lights flickering to paint runs, new faces etc, hears all sounds, the sounds from your feet, from the deli, from the vacuum at the back of the shop. So his senses cross over, he feels physical pain. The glass starts to overflow and he goes into MELTDOWN.
Before he gets to meltdown he has to regulate his system. He does this best in his own ENVIRONMENT! End of story. So the next time we don't make your function, or choose to stay home rather than visit its because he has to regulate his system and quite frankly each and every meltdown wears another mark on my husbands and my soul. So sometimes we choose PEACE.
On a lighter note. I made my husband watch the Bachelor last night LOL.
That is the most embarrassing and awkward show EVER. PS I was team NIKKI, bummer!
Then we watched goggle box...
OMG that is absolutely hilarious! OMG so funny!
The one liners that some of those people come up with in the moment is GOLD!
I can't even repeat the one liners because it won't come across how it was on the show.
Highly recommend goggle box.
Well today we are off for chiropractic, getting dome vibration into James' joints which is super relaxing for him. Then we will head home to prepare for our bomb poppy afternoon.