Thursday, February 28, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Happy Birthday Lindy!! I hope you had a great day and gots good gifts. I am getting this just a few hours late but that is okay. The best part about being married to Morgan is having you as my sister in law. I am so glad that I got the opportunity this last summer to have you live with us and to get to know you. You are a great person and helped us out so much and I could never thank you enough for that. We really appreciate everything that you have done for us and everything that you still do for us. My children love you and have a special bond to you. You are so much fun and I always have a great time hanging out with you. I only hope for the best for you and hope that you will find a hot, british, rich uncle while you are away nannying that will make Edward look like a scrub. We will miss you so much when you are gone. I had a good time looking through pictures while making this video and seeing all the weird pictures that you download on the computer. There is no music for 2 reasons. 1. I don't know how to download music. 2. If I could download a song, I would probably download "Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?". Love, Sara, Morgan, Wolfe, Teddy, and Wini.
Friday, February 15, 2008
You can tell on Teddy's which ones he did by himself and which ones I helped with. Since Wolfe has two classes (his regular Kindergarten and his extended resource room) he came home with his backpack stuffed full of candy. Teddy was a bit jealous because there is only about 10 kids in his class and two of his Valentines were wasted with pencils.
Well, every year I always hope that Morgan will impress me with Valentines Day. He has failed miserably for the past 9 years and last year was the first time I didn't expect anything and this year I didn't even remember. He usually get me hand sanitizer (trial size and not name brand, of course. This is the usual gift for birthdays, Christmas, anniversaries, etc.) but this year he did something a little bit different...
If you are wondering what you are looking at, it is my table with no gift on it. I can't say that I blame him because I do still have 3 or 4 unopened hand sanitizers. I have to admit that I really don't care. I would probably be a little annoyed if he did buy me something and since I got him the same gift that he got me, I can't complain. He did however get up with the kids for me and get them off to school while only waking me up a few time to ask where to find clothes and to see what Wini is doing ("Hurry, hurry, look, you're going to miss it! It is sooooo cute!" I have seen it all, already, Morgan). Anyways, even though I am no longer his Valentines (Wini is now) it was a nice day. I love you Morgan and this does not excuse you for our anniversary (NO HAND SANITIZER PLEASE). Hope everyone had a Happy Valentines Days!
Monday, February 11, 2008
This is the side where they put the plate in and tied all the ligaments back together. It gets thicker at the bottom because that is where they recut it a few months later to take out the screws that were preventing me to walk. All the dot scars are just the staples. Apparently the doctor was to lazy to stitch.
These are the screws they took out of my leg (there are still 10 left in my leg). They crack me up because they just look like something out of our garage. I was expecting something a little more medical looking. It does look like maybe it required an allen wrench so that make it a little more fancy. The battery is just to show size, that was never in my leg.
This is a picture Teddy took of my leg. He didn't get why I was taking pictures of my leg but he thought it looked like fun. This is not the leg I broke by the way, just in case you were wondering what happened to my scars.
This is what I wished my leg really looked like. If this was my leg I would constantly be squeezing it and would always showing it off. I probably wouldn't wear the diaper, depending on how lazy I felt.
Well that was my post. I hope you enjoyed. Please leave comments so that I look more popular than Morgan (we are always competing). And then go visit his post and leave a comment (because I am such a good wife).
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
A cure for autism?
Sometimes I feel angry when I read about attempts being made to 'cure' autism.
I do not wish to be 'cured' from my autism, and many autistic persons who are able to communicate their feelings, say the same thing.
Autism is not something that I have, it is something that I am. Autism is in every emotion I experience, in every thought I think. Autism is throughout my philosophy, my political beliefs, my religious convictions. Autism affects my choice of job, my taste in clothes, my favourite music and literature, the artforms I like, and those I dislike. I am autistic in my views on humanity, my opinion of individual persons, Everything!
Autism is not a cage, with us as the prisoners. You cannot talk about a person 'emerging' from autism.
If it were possible to remove autism from a person, you would get a different person. A person who, perhaps, fits in better with his surroundings. Maybe a person who abides by the rules of society more. A person who does not stick out. That person will look identical to the previous one, but will be a different person nonetheless.
Another autistic person said that when people talk about curing an autistic person, what they are actually saying is that they wish that instead of this person, there was someone else who is more 'normal'. Naturally that is not a nice thing to hear if you are the person they're talking about.
I'm not against medications which will alleviate some of the symptoms or problems of autism. For example, if there were something which would filter out the 'noise' of a crowded room and let us concentrate on one conversation, that would be very useful. If there were something that would help autistic people make eye contact (some autistics find this impossible), that too would help.
However anything that would alter my mind is so abhorrent an idea that I view it in the same light as homicide. I even find hypnosis horrifying. The idea of anyone else taking control of my mind and manipulating it is unthinkable.
I know that when people talk about curing autism they mean well, but they really don't know what they are talking about. Please keep any such cure away from me. Star Trek fans will understand what I mean when I say I don't want to be assimilated into the collective.
I really enjoyed that because I do have a hard time medicating him when he can not speak to tell me whether or not he hates that medication or putting him through therapies that I have no idea are working or the very worst is sending him off with a therapist that I have no idea if they are being nice to him or abusing him (I do have a geat therapist right now but I have had awful ones in the past). I know that the only improvement I need to see in him is just him being happy (and learning how to communicate) and just because I want to see him get married and have babies doesn't mean that he wants to get married and have babies. So now I know what to say to people when they tell me what I need to do to "cure" him (which happens ALL THE TIME**) is just to say "maybe he doesn't want to be "cured".
**Sorry to anyone who has tried to tell people how to cure their child's autism. I do understand that you are trying to be helpful and I appreciate that people think of me and Wolfie and want to help but there is a large majority of mom's of autistic kids that are uncomfortable when people push their kooky ways to cure it on us. I do know that it is just with good intentions and people feel like why not try everything possible. It is because I don't want to put my child through uncomfortable situations that I have not tried everything. Thank you to everyone who has cared, I didn't post this because I am mad, only because I found it interesting and I agreed.