Well it’s been a long and eventful summer holidays but we have survived! After some difficult weeks when Andy struggled with sensory issues and mood swings that we think arise from hormonal changes, he has been much more like his old self – giggly and mischievous! This week routine should be returning and although Andy does not attend school a sense of normality will hopefully help him.
At Inspired by Autism things are starting to pick up too. Today I delivered my first autism training event of the new session to the wonderful classroom assistants at Dunoon Grammar School. My input was received very positively and I learned also about their role and challenges. I hope it is the start of a productive relationship with our local high school.
It was also nice to receive some recognition from our MP and I will most certainly be thinking how we can use Brendan’s kind offer of support in the near future!
What a week the first one of the school holidays turned out to be!
Given Andy’s recent difficulties with sensory processing we had already taken the decision not to risk him handling the planned family break to a caravan, and on balance this was probably the correct choice. It is always a case of balancing what we think he would enjoy versus the challenges a new environment will bring and we always give this much thought and consideration. It was however difficult to have to split up at what should be a family time. I went with Andy’s brother and sister for the first couple of days, leaving Jen at home with Andy. His hyperactivity through the night is continuing and it is definitely better managed at home.
On the Tuesday Jen and I had been invited to the Royal Garden Party in Edinburgh and with the help of Nuala, Andy’s Carer and my brother and his family, we were able to attend. It was great to have our role as Carers and the work of Inspired by Autism recognised in this way.
Jen then spent the remainder of the week at the caravan with our other two, while I went home and looked after Andy for a few days.
While Jen and the kids had a great time away, Andy and I had a happy and eventful couple of days. Among other things we went to the supermarket where Andy had a go on a mobility scooter before purchasing a rather large Birthday cake that he devoured with the help of our Labrador, Bailey! Again my sister and her husband visited to give me a few hours off and make sure I managed to cope with the lack of sleep.
It was great to all be united again at the weekend and despite all our travels and excitement of the week I felt most contented back in our garden , enjoying the sunshine with Andy and Bailey yesterday. We had all got through the practical and emotional challenges of the last week and that was a good feeling.
A year and a bit into our dog adventures as a family, I remain absolutely smitten with my love for our Labrador, Bailey. This weekend we have had my good friend Barry’s dog staying for a few nights. Skye is a beautiful wee Dalmatian cross and a sweeter wee dog you’d struggle to find.
As autism parents we have something of a stressful life and recently it has been particularly difficult for us all as Andy’s sensory processing differences continue to plague him.
For a while yesterday afternoon things really started to get to me. Like so many others, I too, am prone to bouts of anxiety and depression and yesterday the pressure and worry about Andy had me in a downward spiral. Experience teaches us though, that as George Harrison sang, all things must pass and this sentiment often helps me through this type of difficulty.
This morning I took Bailey and Skye for our usual walk in the woods behind our home. The sun streamed through the deep greens of the foliage and the woods and trails were quiet. I walked slowly but steadily and became engrossed in the surroundings and my canine companions, happily bounding around . My thoughts slowed and my anxieties dissipated as I stole an hour to myself with these beautiful dogs. My mood lifted and things seemed better as I returned to family life.
I don’t know how I managed without a dog for so long.
Andy’s period of hibernation from the world has largely continued this week. He has been mostly still confined to his room or on an odd occasion ventured downstairs.
The best it got was a late evening of hyperactivity where he made it into the garden. It was something of a false dawn ( or dusk !) however as he resorted to type the following day. It was a lovely sight though to see him burst into the garden and reconnect with the outside world with excited stims. (See pic!)
One of the problems seems to be the interaction between Andy’s various autistic traits. Like a domino effect the hyper sensitivity to bright light, that confines him to his darkened room, eventually becomes the routine. The need for repetition and rigidity then conspires to make this the ‘ norm’. The same way this rigidity can be utilised in a positive way to reinforce helpful routines around everyday activities e.g. Personal care, it can also trap Andy in less positive situations.
We will keep observing, supporting, loving and encouraging Andy, but it is taking time that the outside world often fails to understand and accept.
Andy is having a bit of a miserable time just now. Once again it appears that his sensory processing differences and the bright weather we are experiencing are combining badly for him.
For nearly a fortnight he has been largely confined to the perceived safety of his bedroom, eyes crinkled against the light, wrapped in a duvet. The few times we have been out it has been like smuggling a hostage out, with hoods up and blankets over his head.
Of course Andy cannot tell us , so as always we are making educated guesses, while monitoring him closely. He has not been eating much though has been drinking, but even making his way to the bathroom in his own home, is appearing to be a challenge for him. This ‘ micro transitioning ‘ from one environment to another makes life very difficult. Getting in and out of the car or buildings or into the garden can all prove highly challenging. The unpredictability of it all makes plans virtually impossible.
I love my precious boy with every ounce of my being, but seeing him like this is awful. It’s also why I would take this aspect of his autism away in a heartbeat if I could.
I am happy to be able to announce that Inspired by Autism officially received charitable status this week. I have now been going for almost 4 years and have been continuously exploring how I can be most effective and best continue to contribute to making improvements for autistic people and their families. There have been lots of challenges and highs and lows but I am very driven to keep going. Charitable status feels correct as this was never about being a business in the obvious sense of the word. To maintain a truly independent perspective that ALWAYS puts the wellbeing and interests of autistic people first is the most important principle at Inspired by Autism. I will NEVER compromise that for funding or status from those in power.
Thank you for your ongoing support.
Inspired by Autism’s charitable objects are:
– the relief of those in need by reason of age, ill-health, disability, financial hardship or other disadvantage
The company’s objects are the relief of need through:
• Raising awareness of autism spectrum disorders, challenging discrimination and providing peer support groups for parents and families with children on the autistic spectrum;
• Influencing policy and providing independent advocacy and advice, acting as a voice for families at local and national level; and
• Providing autism awareness training to businesses and professionals.
My autistic son Andy is 10 years old and is non verbal. My wife had been suggesting a dog in our home would have lots of benefits, not only for Andy but for the whole family. We also have a 12 year old son and a 9 year old daughter.
We investigated the possibility of a specially trained autism support dog but found this to be almost impossible to obtain here in Scotland. To be honest I had concerns about the whole idea. What if it didn’t work out? What about the mess and extra work? I am happy to admit that much of the time I was coming from the perspective of a stressed out and tired parent/ Carer. Each stage in supporting Andy had been a real challenge and we had just emerged from an ultimately successful but exhausting toilet training period.
Andy’s Carer had introduced Andy to her retriever and under her supervision he had made progress. From being initially very unsure he was now comfortable around this large dog and he and his Carer had started walking with the retriever. With great patience, Andy was making progress and the social and physical benefits to him were starting to emerge.
Despite my pessimism my wife began making plans and researching about which dog might be best for our family. Together with Andy’s Carer and her dog the transition work began. A large cuddly toy dog arrived in our home with a bed , food and water bowls and a lead. Andy’s Carer’s dog became a regular visitor and accompanied them on outings and walks.
Jenny’s research had pointed to a Labrador and she had located a couple of possibilities. Again, I moaned about more toilet training that a puppy would require and remained unsure generally.
A reputable breeder emerged and Jen was particularly keen due to the fact that the household was one with several young children in it. This she hoped would help the pups be used to having noisy and unpredictable young children around. Jenny discussed this with the mum in the breeder family and she was very receptive to this. She prompted her kids to stim around the puppy, explaining the purpose to her own kids.
Andy’s Carer continued the transition work , modelling life with a dog using the toy dog and of course her own retriever. Social stories with lots of pictures were used with Andy. A safe space for the dog to have his sleep was emphasised with Andy, using do not disturb pictorial signs.
Jen visited the breeder , met the pregnant bitch and had more discussions. We paid a deposit and it all became very real, especially for me. The doubts I harboured made a last ditch and concerted effort. Jen stood firm.
A healthy litter of half a dozen pups arrived and soon after Jen and Andy’s Carer went to visit. They selected our dog as one that appeared particularly relaxed about being handled. Oh and he was the cutest! (They were all cute ) The mum at the breeders agreed to keep our pup a week or so longer than the normal weaning period to fit in with our plans around a short break. This would then allow us a long and uninterrupted settling in period at home.
We visited the breeder’s home with Andy and the other kids, but Andy refused to get out of the car. This is not uncommon with Andy who struggles greatly with new places and situations. We decided not to force the issue in any way to avoid any negative feelings related to our new arrival.
We all redoubled our efforts in the final lead up period, talking about the new pup and using the cuddly toy dog to model the events that were to unfold. We settled on a name – Bailey- as Andy , though non verbal could produce a B sound. We also liked the name!
The day finally came and Bailey arrived. We did our best to contain the excitement and all behave as normally as possible. Bailey won our hearts immediately. He was gentle but playful. We attempted to let Andy and Bailey interact on their own terms – slowly, cautiously checking each other out. It was a slow burner but all positive and that was fine by us. Bailey was and still is a very quiet dog , who very rarely barks and this certainly helped. Andy’s habit of carrying finger food around with him also helped their early bonding! They began sharing space and experiences more and more.
Andy appeared to really enjoy this engagement that did not involve uncomfortable social intrusion like eye contact and overwhelming questions or demands. Bailey took the spotlight from Andy and that was very agreeable to him. Another major characteristic of their engagement was humour. Andy found Bailey very amusing and still does to this day. He is open to interactions with Bailey at all times, even when waking up. They hang out together during the day. They cuddle up in the evenings. They go in the car together. They are quite simply best friends.
Oh and guess what? Bailey has changed my life. I walk him most days and miss him when away at work. He sleeps on our bed and he makes our whole family complete.
Many years ago when I decided to go into social work, I did so with a very genuine , if naive, desire to help people and genuinely make a difference. While proud of some bits of work I have delivered, overall social work has been a disappointment as a career choice much of the time. The changes in the role, due largely to resource driven policies, have in my opinion led to there being very few opportunities for using individual assessment skills, initiative or integrity.
Instead rules and processes, weakly hidden behind promising sounding jargon, are the cornerstone of a failed and broken system. Local authorities are allowed to ignore or re interpret legislation without challenges and new policy is written in the new meaningless language of the day.
While hugely frustrating much of the time , it is at least liberating to be able to social work from the heart in my role at Inspired by Autism. It feels right finally and it is a privilege to work from the perspective that puts autistic people and their interests first. I have come to realise that fighting for even small improvements for autistic children like my precious boy is worth more than any attempts at career advancement or increases in salary.
Perhaps someday mainstream policy and procedures will rediscover what should be their prime purpose.
Some weeks the up and down nature of life as an autism parent leaves you feeling a little drained.
The week started with a follow up meeting to a complaint about desperately poor practice that affected my precious boy and my disappointment at realising that what was considered unacceptable previously is now become just the way it is. Suck it up innocent young people with disabilities your life chances just got fewer because things are getting so bad that we have changed the goalposts again.
My involvement in the local health care policy forum saw me attend a meeting that was considered positive by some, but involved more talk of cuts in budget and provision. We are fighting not for the services, but rather the right to simply have our views heard.
The local initiative for autism services has resorted to type as the ineffectual private members entity it previously was.
Finally our failing education system sticks with the ‘ every thing is fine here’ mantra.
The daily struggle of supporting Andy bookends every encounter with authority and I’m tired of the dishonesty that affects my precious boy and so many others like him.
Jen and I have just returned from a short break with David and Helen. This trip however marked several milestones.
It was the first time we had went over seas leaving our precious boy at home in Scotland. We spent 4 nights in Germany at my best friend’s home. It was a challenge for all of us and had been a long time in coming. As a family we have arrived at this point through a slow and careful process of Andy becoming more and more comfortable at respite and of us being able to overcome our anxieties and build trust in our Carers. Dealing with our emotions, our guilt, sadness and anxieties and recognising our responsibility to give Helen and David new and exciting experiences takes time and effort. They finally got to fly in an aeroplane and go to Europe. Andy was happy and relaxed at respite. Our Carers stepped up to the challenge too, and kept Andy safe and happy.
Jen and I are immensely grateful to everyone who helped make this happen.