I’ve been lacking in posts for the past week because I’ve been a bit busy, and because since school started back up after the holiday vacation it’s been difficult for Gracie. I’ve also had an increase in pain issues with the weather changing to colder temperatures.
She’s not eating well and is much pickier than usual, and when she does eat she’s not eating much. She seems to be adjusted at school but when she’s at home the anxiety is visible. She’s been a stimming machine. Her sweet little doll face and its little baby voice … the same words and questions and phrases reassurances over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and OVERRRRR! I adore her to pieces, and I love it when she’s happy and verbal. But the perseverative behaviors are killing me and I don’t think I can really count the stimming as being “verbal.” Of course, hearing her giggle when she’s stimming silly words and phrases makes it tolerable longer but you can only listen so many times before it just becomes am annoying meaningless sound. Shouldn’t I be able to tolerate that?
I’ve been hearing a lot of, “I don’t like that! No one likes you!” when she doesn’t like being chastized or has been told something she dislikes. I had her eyes tested this past Friday and it turns out that she’s farsighted and needs glasses. She’s wanted glasses for a couple of years now because she loves how she looks in them. This works out, I guess! Because of her seizure disorder I made sure to add in the Transitions Lenses so that she doesn’t have to change to sunglasses. Her eyes are so sensitive to the sun and even with medication she still gets absence seizures with bright, bright sun and strobe lights from low sun through the trees. She’s been very upset that she has to wait for the glasses to be made. You can’t even say the word “glasses” in any context or The Glasses Saga continues with a half hour episode of drama. I have to ask her if she wants her chocolate soymilk in a CUP, not a glass. Yeah.
This is one of those times when a better concept of time would be greatly helpful.
Oh! What fantastic timing! The optometrist’s office just called and the glasses are ready!
We’ve also been getting Eldest Girl back on track (again) with her school work and homework. She’s realizing that getting her work done and getting good grades feels good. That’s progress.
As for the pain… let me just say that I hate Winter. I know, I know… I live in New England and I ought to suck it up. I’ll tell you something, though, I have never liked Winter. I’ve tolerated it (barely) my entire life because I haven’t had a choice. I was born and raised here without any input. 🙂 My entire family, as well as my husband’s family, lives here so we have strong ties here. The chances of getting The Mister to agree to move to a warmer climate are slim at this point in time. I may have to wait until I’m old and
Below freezing temperatures are not kind on my body. You would think that with some extra padding aka fat on my bones I’d be better insulated. 😉 Nope. Frigid temperatures still manage to tighten up the muscles and make my joints and bones feel brittle, sore, bruised, and battered.
My point is that after several days moving to weeks of gradually decreasing temperatures including a few days of temperatures in the low 20*F’s and teens with wind chill factors in the 0*F’s and below it’s so hard on my body. It can get much colder, which is always worse, but as it is we’ve been spoiled. I’ve been spoiled by the “extended” Autumn temperatures and have been grateful for them. For instance, no snow! It’s been raining since around midnight last night when if it were just FOUR degrees colder it would be snow that I’m glaring at out my window! It’s snowing (or was) just a couple of towns over. We’re lucky that it’s not icing out there right now.
I keep saying I’m going to do this, but I need to get my gratitude journal done. I have one in drafts that I keep forgetting to finish. It’s time to rejuvenate the positive language. I just realized how negative this entire post sounds.
- Gracie’s Rules Part II (littlefallofrain.wordpress.com)
- Fighting Autism With Bacon (littlefallofrain.wordpress.com)
- A Test You Can’t Fail (littlefallofrain.wordpress.com)