Showing posts with label Language. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Language. Show all posts

Monday, 20 April 2020

Q is for Quizzical

I’m sure you thought the title of this post would be “Q is for Quarantine”. It was. Until this happened last night.

While quizzical is not exactly the right word, what I am going to try to write about is a piece of our autism "Puzzle”. But, since we are past “P” and onto “Q”…two words, artistic license.

Let me warn you, this is going to be a long post so go to the bathroom, grab a coffee...please bear with me while I try, in my convoluted way, to explain a part of Riley World.

There is a poem “Welcome to Holland” by Emily Perl Kingsley (click here if you’d like to read it) which compares the experience of someone finding out their child has a disability to having a trip to Italy rerouted to Holland. Some parents love this poem and some do not. When I first read this poem shortly after Riley was diagnosed, I bawled like a baby. I could relate to this poem.

In life, it is hard to understand the “how and whys” unless we can relate to a certain/specific situation. It can be even harder to live every day in an environment and still not understand all the “how and whys”. This is what living with autism can be like.

What I consider to be Riley World’s greatest challenge is communication. If you do not know how to say/explain something or can not understand what is being asked of you…think how hard life would be.

Just in case you decided not to read the poem, not to worry, you’re in luck because I am going to provide you with a scenario of my own. Here goes…

You are being taught a foreign language (for example French) but, only for 1 year. You will get to know some key words/phrases. Just the basics though, like how to say water (or wine) and ask where the bathroom is. But you will probably not pick up on the nuances of body language or facial expressions...that’s covered in year two.

Now, imagine you are a guest at someone’s home in Saint-Tropez. They only speak/understand French. No English. You try and answer as best you can with a simple “oui or non” (that’s yes or no for those who don’t know any French). They ask a question. You answer. There is a pause and you are afraid you may have misunderstood the question so quickly change your answer to the opposite. They ask the same question again, you want to be polite so you go back to your first answer…or repeat your last response. Have you ever been in a situation like this???

Even though Riley is almost 26 years old, his language comprehension level is, at most, at about a 9-year-old level. Often times he appears to understand what you are saying. R has an excellent memory and learns most things by rote. He can say and even do all the right things so you assume he knows what he is doing. Unfortunately, that can be the downside because he may not understand why or what he is learning.  

Now that you have no idea what I am talking about, here’s what brought all this on. 

Yesterday I had to do some minor repairs to Riley’s "New" Puppy. Puppy is starting to show some major signs of hard loving.  


So, in my infinite wisdom, I decided perhaps a patch might help the faux fur loss. Riley was most excited when I explained and even showed him what I was going to do. After I finished my handiwork, his enthusiasm was…well, not exactly…enthusiastic.


Not being new to Riley World, I realized something was amiss. Although many FB friends commented how lovely the heart was, I had a slight inkling (after the fact of course) that the patch might be interfering with where he snuggles his face into puppy. But, I decided to hold steady and avoided his eye contact for the rest of the evening. 

Apparently…my feeling was correct because this is what we woke up to this morning.

Riley had my "sewing kit" (I did not exaggerate when I said I do NOT sew) out on the Island along with the dismantled heart.

See that hole?? That hole was NOT there before. A direct result of scissor damage trying to remove the heart.  


Attempt number 2.  Perhaps a patch under the faux fur with a more even/flat stitch might work???? 


Nope. I learned my lesson and asked Riley if he wanted me to "take it out". He did. Want it out.   

Attempt number 3.  I looked up how to do an “invisible seam” on YouTube because that blanket stitch was a major fail! 

It may be a little "bunched up" but...Riley was happy.

Oh, and an additional clue that Riley was stressed out about the patch…he also unwrapped the entire bowl of leftover Easter candy in the night. In previous days we might find one, maybe two unwrapped ones in the morning.


Long, looooong story short...communication is really hard in Riley World. And even though Riley may have challenges with his verbal communication…he makes his displeasure crystal clear. If you made it this far, thanks for hanging in!  Back to my regular shorter posts tomorrow. 

PS...I'll let you know if New Puppy makes it through the night unscathed.  


Saturday, 18 April 2020

N is for No

It seems that one of the first words after mama and dada that a child learns is “no”. Followed closely by the first question…”why?”

Autism can affect speech, language development, and social communication in many ways. If you are interested in a brief explanation, I found this article, “In autism, speech and communication are not the same thing” to be helpful.

Speech/communication was and still is extremely difficult in Riley World. When he was little, not being able to find the words would often lead to ummmm…challenging behaviours. Screeching, yelling, and meltdowns.

Yes, this was at HIS birthday party before he was supposed to open HIS presents. 

When Riley was first learning to talk, we were big on him using “Yes please" and "No thank you”. Especially when he was protesting. We had hoped it might take the sting out of being screamed at just a little bit.

Riley would learn “chunks” of language/phrases from videos he watched or his environment. So, his repeating “Yes please” or “No thank you” was just a group of words he learned as one chunk.

As he’s gotten older, his verbal communication has improved. We have noticed some significant changes over the past couple of years since his group started having speech therapy sessions focussing on social interactions.

As adults, we tend to elaborate/are more subtle with our answers to questions as opposed to a straight “Yes please” or “No thank you” in order to have a social interaction.

In Riley World, less is more. He realizes “No thank you” is actually three words and has dropped the last two words from that “chunk” almost completely these days.

For example, answers to the question “Want to go for a walk?” might look like this: 

Me:  Hmmmm...it is beautiful out but I think I will take a pass thanks.
R:  No.


OR

Me:  The pollen count is extremely high so I’d better stay indoors.
R:  NO!!!


OR

Me:  I’ve got a hang nail but maybe next time.
R:  Nonononononono...NOOOO!!!


Personally, I think I liked it better when he thought/spoke in “chunks”.

Saturday, 5 November 2016

Daylight Saving Time AGAIN!!!

Ahhhhh...Daylight Saving Time. The bane of Riley World's existence. In case you are new here...you can read why here. 

There’s a phrase often used when navigating the world of special needs. “Presume Competence”.

I’m sure our Fairy Godmother was beating her head against the wall having to explain to me over and over AND over again what that meant back in the early years of Riley World.

So what exactly does "presume competence" mean??  

“We often use the phrase “presume competence” in the context of developmental disabilities in a very specific way – because the presence of a diagnosis often leads to a dismissal of potential and abilities that may be attained by the individual, sometimes in a non-traditional way.”

Or, in a nutshell…

“Presume competence means – assume your child is aware and able to understand even though they may not show this to you in a way that you are able to recognize or understand.”

Now if you are just starting out on your adventures and you always try to “presume competence” with your child …KUDOS TO YOU! Seriously. I admire that. Because to be perfectly honest…I did not always do that in the early years. Heck…I still don’t always do that. I know. Shame on me.

I have no doubt Riley is intelligent. Where my doubt lies is in my ability to teach him in the manner he requires in order to learn. Communication is THE most challenging aspect in Riley World. We have been working on “Wh” questions (who, what, where, and when) and OMG don’t get me started on pronouns for the past 15+ years! Just how long am I supposed to presume competence for?!?!?

And then along comes November 1st.  The beginning of a new month and a highlight in Riley World. First thing this past Tuesday morning:

R:  I changed the calendars!  *happy as a clam*

It was followed later with:

R:  It’s Daylight on Sunday. *in his concerned voice*
Me:  *very confused then….ping*  Yes! It’s Daylight Savings on Sunday.  Do you know what that is?
R:  What??
Me:  You get to sleep in longer in the morning. (No way in hell I was going to suggest I would be changing the clocks.)
R:  It’s Daylight on Sunday.
Me:  That’s right.
R:  The clocks will be wrong!! *clearly annoyed*
Me:  *slightly panicked* No. The clocks will be okay. I bought NEW clocks.
R:  You bought new ones??
Me:  Yes. The clocks will be okay.
R:  They will be okay. *not at all convinced*

We’ve had the same conversation many, MANY times since Tuesday. SO. MANY. TIMES!!! Only most end with R grumbling “The clocks will be wrong!!” 

Now what has this got to do with presuming competence?? Well, Riley has never, EVER brought up Daylight Savings! We usually just change the clocks after he has gone to bed and pray they will be synced down to the nanosecond when he wakes up. After all, it only happens twice a year and not even on the same date.

Yet this past week he noticed it on my calendar and has been perseverating about the clocks being wrong ever since.  *sobbing*




So in answer to my earlier question (how long am I supposed to presume competence for?!?!?)….apparently 15+ years is how long. 



Thursday, 19 March 2015

Foto Fun

Whenever I am on Riley’s blog FB page I can’t help but smile at the cover photo. Now I could leave you hanging or make you go to FB to see what picture I’m talking about but since I update the cover photo every couple of months…here’s the picture I’m talking about. :D


This picture was taken on our holiday this past February when we went cruising in the Caribbean. Now I’m sure you have heard the saying “a picture paints/is worth a thousand words”. I mean doesn’t Riley look happy? Well...relatively happy. And maybe even like he’s having fun?? Well my friends…in Riley World there is much, MUCH more to a picture than what is visible to the naked eye.

One of my early posts was “Autism as a Second Language” where I gave an example of one of the most challenging aspects of Riley World…language/communication. Communication is more than “talking” or “words” but for this post I am just going to give you another Riley World example.

First let me explain that this photo-op was not your usual “stick your head through the hole” setup which, as you can see below, Riley is quite comfortable with…ummm...now.


Oh no. This particular one was on a raised cement platform/stage and instead of holes...you stood behind the stand and aligned your head with a body. Not quite as easy as one might think and definitely "Something Different"!!  No one was around to take a picture of the two of us. No one was around for R to model after. Riley was up there on his own. He was not impressed to begin with so in order to get this done as quickly as possible I decided to direct him with verbal instructions. And as it turned out...many, MANY verbal instructions. TOOOO many verbal instructions. Verbal instructions do not work well in new situations in Riley World. Really....I am not new here.

The heads on the frogs actually dropped down backwards to allow for up to 4 people. 



Instruction 1:     “Go stand behind the board Riley so I can take your picture.”

 This should have been my first clue that verbal instruction was not a good idea.


Instruction 2:      “Riley…go aaa-round (motioning with my arm) to the back.”

He stopped just short of going around to the back. SO not happy!!
Yes…I know I should have just gone up there and physically helped him go behind the board. 
But I wanted to get this over with quickly. ;) 


Instruction 3:     “Riley…keep going aaa-round (again motioning with my arm with much bigger
                        sweeping motions). Go BE-hind the picture.” 

He made it back there but stood a little off to one side. 
So...MORE verbal instructions (4, 5 AND 6).
 Finally R was lined up with the empty frog. 
Only...he was about 3 feet back. 


Instruction 7:     “Riley move forward (motioning with my hand). Keeeep coming. (8 and 9)”

Instruction 10:     When he was finally in position…”Riley put your head through the opening.”

And that’s when this happened...

He bent down to try and put his head through the opening just. as. I. had. asked
Only....there wasn't an opening. 
He makes me smile! :D


Oh....and why do prepositions have to be so hard!



Sunday, 28 December 2014

Why I will ALWAYS be...
a Rookie Autism Parent

“You are the expert about your child.”

Have you ever been told this?  I know I have. And after 15+ years there were times when I may have actually started to believe this. But today?? 

I call BULLSHIT!!!  

After 15+ years in Riley World I am in awe at how I can still do things wrong. So…SO wrong!!!  

Call it a weak moment.

Perhaps the amount of food and drink I have consumed this past week have overtaken any brain cells I had left.

I…I…don’t know.

I only know that I cracked.

No...no...

More like...shattered. Under the pressure. Beyond repair. And now…

Now I will have to live with the consequences of my lapse in judgement. The side glances (because I am ignoring all eye contact with Riley), the incessant scripting, the constant questioning until the STUPID (Don’t say that word!) Beauty and the Beast Special Edition DVD arrives from Amazon that I ordered waaaaaaay before Christmas but never arrived and they are now going to ship another one on Monday and I "accidentally"  told Riley that the mailman was bringing it and it should hopefully arrive by Friday because now that Christmas is over in Riley World he started making his birthday list on December 26th and I...just...couldn’t...take him talking about his birthday wish list since his birthday is still 5-1/2 months away every single time I saw him.  Every.  Single.  Time. *sobbing* 

The DVD in question.

After 15+ years in Riley World you want to know who the expert is??   Riley.  :D



Wednesday, 22 January 2014

It’s been one of “THOSE” days!!!

Today has been an autism kinda day in Riley World. What do I mean by that???  Well after a few other "incidents" we had this little conversation:

R:  It’s missing.
Me:  What’s missing?
R:  One is missing.
Me:  One what??
R:  Mr. Noodles. One is gone.
Me:  ?!?!?  Where?
R:  Downstairs.
Me:  Show me.
Off we go. 

Yes there are 5 boxes of Mr. Noodles.
Yes that is 60 packages.
No this is not unusual. Sometimes there are even more. 
I buy the boxes in multiples of 4 for a discount.


If you will notice...there are only 11 packages in this box.

Let me explain. R likes to have 2 servings (2 packs per serving) of Mr. Noodles every night after his shower. Routine. Habit. Whatever. As long as he ate, G made them. We started to cut back to 1-1/2 packs per serving as R started leaving a fair amount untouched. G would "hide" the extra packs in the corner cabinet and make up boxes downstairs and add the made-up boxes to the pile. I know what you're thinking. How could G be so stupid as to only put 11 packs in the box!?!   ;P  


I am not sure how long or when Riley noticed that one package was missing but today was the day that he let me know it was missing. Can you spot the box with the missing package???



How about now???
Much easier to spot in this picture don't you think?
The angle is much better.


Whaaaat??  You can't spot it?!?!? 


Here...


Let me help you...



Now if you'll excuse me...to hell with "W.O.W." (aka Wine on Weekends). Pour me a bottle...or three.  




Tuesday, 29 October 2013

We are COOKIN'......#OperationIFO

Did you think I had given up??? You would be close. Although the introduction to new food groups in Operation IFO has yet to happen we have been eating a few meals together again…well at least for the 3 minutes Riley is at the table.

Riley keeps me on my toes which means I have to change things up. Often. I usually offer Riley at least one preferred food choice per day. After all…I don’t want his system to go into shock.  :) 

About a week ago I decided it was time to reintroduce cooking lunch. R used to cook his lunch two times a week at school. It never transferred home. I know. My bad. I thought the easiest way would be to start Riley off with hotdogs. OK…really just the wieners. Having to eat the bun as well as cooking would have been too much to handle in one meal. For both of us. It actually went better than I thought. A few vocal outbursts; some intermittent hand-slapping; otherwise…pretty uneventful.

Today I decided it was time for another cooking session. Much to my surprise Riley opted for perogies. Sorta.

Me:       For dinner tonight I’ll make you oyako-donburi*.
R:         YES!  (happy as a clam)
Me:       So for lunch YOU can make hotdogs or YOU can make perogies.
R:         Thinking…  Perogies. I’M HUNGRY! (NOT)
Me:       You want to make perogies?  (very surprised but tried not to sound it)
R:         NO!!  You can do it!
Me:       I'M going to make YOU dinner. YOU can make lunch.
R:         I’LL BE WHINING!  TOOOO-GETHER!!!
Me:       Sure. We can make it together.


Lucky for you I got some of it on video. In the beginning I was only going for audio then thought…WTH! Get it all on tape. I have nothing to hide. Except perhaps that I was still in my PJ’s.

As I was watching, some things really stuck out for me. Some are observations (mostly about me), some are reminders (mostly for me) and some are eye-openers (again FOR me). The up/downside of video-teaching. Let me explain.

First the observations:

·         My voice!  I am just getting over a cold. I usually sound worse.  :D
·         Riley is wearing the same t-shirt and shorts. Those are his home clothes. I do wash them regularly. 
·         My monotone voice. I never used to sound that way. I used to be very enthusiastic and animated. Ok so not nearly as much as my sister *wink* yet waaaay more energetic than now. Why?? Well in Riley World: The Early Years, we found that Riley was extremely sensitive to the inflections of a person’s voice. A calm and even sounding demeanour worked best. At times very difficult when I was tired and stressed out to the max.
·         I appear to be ignoring much some of Riley’s comments/questions. Ummm…yea. Busted. Haha! Actually I am trying to prevent an outburst and redirect his need to perseverate about his displeasure.
·         I say “Nice job!” and “Good job!”…a LOT!! Positive reinforcement is key in Riley World.  :)

Second some reminders:

·         I should have found out how he cooked perogies at school. How did they drain the perogies? Did they use a strainer, colander, or scoop them out of the boiling water? Easier to transfer learned skills than starting from scratch.
·         You will notice G stepping in to help Riley drain the pot. I do the same thing. I see something R may be struggling with/to do and immediately want to help him. We need to let out the apron strings as much as we can. 

Last…eye-opener:

·         There is this thing called echolalia and it is HUGE in Riley World. I am going to defer to my now IRL bloggy friend Bec’s post “Understanding Echolalia” for an explanation. I hope you pop over and read it. It explains a LOT!

When I say Riley repeats things…I mean he really, REALLY repeats things. Sometimes when a person (that would be moi) hears or sees the same thing over and over and over AND OVER again, said person begins to ummm...errrr...well...tune/blank out. For me it has been a survival thing. Listening/watching the same 7 second sequence of the same show for the 50 bajillionth time over 14+ years……I am only human. 

In the video, when Riley is sitting at the table and talking about Hansel & Gretel…that is an example of one of those times. Riley repeats/scripts when he is stressed. He repeats/scripts as a stim. He repeats/scripts as a conversation starter. Different situations, at different times yet all for different reasons. Yup. Echolalia in Riley World…a hard one to figure out and one that I am still learning about.


Oh…I just about forgot. Here is the video:



Are you working on anything challenging in your World?  How's it going???


Wednesday, 14 August 2013

I'm Back......but only until Friday!

YIKES!!!

Yes you read that right. My last regatta of the season is this coming weekend. Out of town. TWO weekends in a row! How often does that happen?  While some might be thinking "What's the big deal?!?" and some might be thinking "You get to go away ALONE!!!"...it is true that at 19, Riley is better able to cope with me being away. Yet there still is a certain amount of ummm stress for the three of us.

For Riley the processing of information starts as soon as he finds out I am going away. This involves updating his visual schedule and talking himself through it.

Last week R updated his schedule because I was stalling before I was able to.

For G it is having to listen to R recite the same script over and over and over for the entire time I am away while at the same time trying to convince R that I have not indeed died. Oish.

For me there is that fine line of when to tell him. “You will be gone. You are not coming back.”  It is so hard for me to hear every…single…time R sees me before I leave. Do I feel guilty leaving R at home with G?? Hell no! It just drives me bat sh*t crazy!!!   :)

One thing that has worked so well with Riley has been his visual schedule. If it is on the schedule...it is concrete for him and therefore will be happening. He can see what/when and for how long the activity/event will occur and/or whether it is a desirable one (therefore can stay up on his schedule) or well ummmm...not (will be removed ASAP - see photo below). 

R removed all evidence that I was ever away (with the exception of McD's).

My only saving grace is that after this weekend, the next time "we" put up going away on R's schedule it will be for a family trip. While R keeps asking/hoping to be going on "the big airplane"...it will unfortunately be a "long drive" (13 hours) kind of vacation. A VERY loooong drive indeed. Not sure who is more disappointed about the long drive...me or R?!?  

Although G, R and I all survived the weekend my one and only live plant...well let's just say has seen better days.

Gee...it actually looks rather healthy this picture.  :)  


  Have yourself a great weekend!!!



Tuesday, 16 July 2013

Parenting Fail...

“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.  

Image from MorgueFile
I wonder how many more times today I will hear “You were angry with me yesterday. I was at a 5.   Yes I deserve it. *sigh*  Yes I will probably feel guilty for the rest of the day.

Now if you’ll excuse me I am off to look for my noise-cancelling headphones.  :)

Sunday, 2 June 2013

It's June...again!!!

The start of a new month in Riley World means we get a review of the upcoming month’s special occasions on a minute by minute basis until said special occasions are finished.

Last June the ditty went like this:

“It’s Father’s Day and my birthday in June. I can open my presents. I want to go to Daimasu* for my birthday. Who am I going to invite? I’m going to invite grandma, Uncle Stoo, Auntie Sharon, Sara and Scotty. What am I going to open? I’m going to open my presents.” 

a Japanese restaurant

There has been a slight change to the mantra this year.
  • He has added an additional “WH” question. Always a positive in Riley World.
  • He has been busy writing and rewriting his birthday list. Development of fine motor skills..check! 

  •  AND he has wanted to interact with us as opposed to just scripting. Lucky for us?? Ummm…not so much especially after the hundredth time.

R:         It’s June!  (in his excited voice)
            Father’s Day is in June. It’s my birthday in June.  (pause…waiting for response)
Me:       Yes. Father’s Day and your birthday are in June.
R:         Are you going to surprise me???  What are you going to surprise me with?
Me:       I don't know. What am I going to surprise you with?
R:         DVD’s. You're going to surprise with...he then proceeds to list off all the DVD’s on his birthday list!

Nothing like a "Surprise" in Riley World!


Tuesday, 23 April 2013

And even MORE Poetry...

While I was getting caught up on Riley’s blog today (he posts his school work on a private blog - yet another great idea from one of his teachers!) I came across another poem that I just had to share. It made me smile…ok I actually burst out laughing but in a good, warm and fuzzy all over kinda way.  <3

Since the beginning of this month Riley’s English class began a poetry unit which includes reading, reviewing poetic terms, poem analysis and writing poems. R’s aide has done a great job modifying the curriculum to include poems by Dr. Seuss (a Riley World favourite), having him create fill-in-the-blank poems and writing questions for him to answer.

This poem and particularly R’s analysis made my day!

Ride a Wild Horse by Hannah Kahn

Image from MorgueFile
Ride a wild horse
with purple wings
striped yellow and black
except his head
which must be red.

Ride a wild horse
against the sky
hold tight to his wings…
before you die.
Whatever else you leave undone
once, ride a wild horse
into the sun.


Question 1: 
Where would you go if you could ride this horse?  To the Playland

RW Translation:  Playland is the midway area of an amusement park where we live. There is a merry-go-round with horses which Riley used to ride when he was younger. Literal thinker??? Ummm…that would be a yes.  I highly recommend you read this post “The Lowdown on Literal Thinking” by my good bloggy buddy Bec (she is awesome and really, really smart) for a great explanation!

Question 2:
What should you do before you die?   look for cars

RW Translation:  Obviously by his answer we may have gone slightly overboard with our “Street Safety” lessons although we have never talked about dieing…honest! *crossing heart*


Question 3:
Which are the rhyming sentence in this poem?   head and red

RW Translation:  Sentence? Words? Close enough. Nailed this one!!!   :D