“I was very sorry for
you yesterday.” were the first words Riley said to me this morning. (Insert knife into heart, turn and repeat.)
Last night for the first
time in a long time we had one of those moments. A moment that happens
in Riley World that can come out of nowhere when you least expect it. Yes there
is always a reason although not always clear at the time. Hindsight is 20/20
especially in Riley World.
For the past 3-4 days R’s mouth has been in sad shape. Again. :( What starts out as canker sores turns into full blown open sores on his lips which he can not leave alone resulting in lips so swollen he looks like a case of botox gone bad. Very, VERY bad.
When his mouth is bad he
is Miserable (with a capital M and in bold). I understand. I get cankers too. I am miserable when I get
cankers and they are minuscule compared to R’s. Yet like many things it is easy
to forget the feeling when it is not happening to you personally.
I try to be a little
more accommodating when he is not feeling well in order to try and keep the peace. Of all days he had a
dentist’s appointment yesterday. That was a no brainer. Reschedule the
appointment. Riley was more than happy to remove the dentist from his visual
schedule. One point for me. He got to stay home all day and do his own thing. Two
more points for me. I made sure to make him his favourite meal (of the three) for dinner. Yup…another point for me. I placed no expectations on him. Until I
did.
I called him downstairs for
some Tylenol just before he went to bed. He came down grumbling. I suggested
he not be so cranky. Yes I have been at this for 15 years now. Yes I apparently
will never learn.
He got angry, started yelling (insert his favourite swear words here) and got very agitated. After numerous attempts to calm him down, I, in my infinite wisdom,
yelled back. Just so you know I am not totally cuckoo for coco-pops…this shock value response has worked in the
past. You know where I am going with this right???
We managed to regroup
and continued on with our evening. Or so I thought. About 30 minutes later R came
downstairs and laid face down on the hallway floor not moving or saying
anything. Unusual? Somewhat. Out of the
ordinary?? Ummm…okay…a little.
To say that Riley was
distraught would be putting it mildly. It has been a long time since he has let
me hold him. It has been an even longer time since he has wanted to lie down
with me and just “be”. No talking. Just silence with the occasional whimpering (insert knife into heart again here). In the dark. Reassurance for him. A
reminder for me. Riley’s emotions and feelings are as in tune as anybody
else’s. His autism only affects how he is able to express himself.
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Now if you’ll excuse me I am off to look for my noise-cancelling headphones. :)










