tacomaranch
Tacoma Ranch home of wild mustangs! We are all on
- Joined
- Apr 15, 2006
- Messages
- 2,713
Hi friends,
I don't want to do a full trip report right now but did want to share what happen to me last nite at Ohanas
In my reality my son doesn't seem very badly. We live in a very small town and very little socialization other than his developmental preschool.
Dinner was the usual, DS being squirmy, wanting to play, me trying to get him to stay as settled as possible. When it came time for the games I was thrilled that he could get up and move around.
That is when my cold slap hit hard. Every other child was up there by themselves and parents were at the side snapping pictures. Not us. I had to be right there and explain to him what to do and guide him. He could not just take a shaker, he had to talk the guy and then try to hand out shakers to each child. It was very nice but he was the only child that wanted to help out. Then he followed in the line, with me of course but when I asked him to follow the little girl in the blue dress down, 25 feet and back, he went down and disappeared! The kids came around but he went the other way. Just like that he was gone!
In a panic minute I could not see him but then there was a slam into my bum and there was DS.
We tried one more time with the limbo dance and it also was tragic with the same terrible things happening but just a different version.
I went back to the table in tears! and could not sobbing. My cold slap was that my reality is a fake. My son has autism in a horrible way and he is not even close to being able to function in NT world with NT kids.
I don't see this because we don't go out, we don't have neighbors, we don't have play dates. I live in a fake world with my own reality of how my son is.
It took going out and seeing our DS with other children to see how far off my reality is.
I am still in tears and shaken to the core but life will go on and soon we will be back home. I don't think I will go back to Ohanas anytime soon.
Blessing to you, April
I don't want to do a full trip report right now but did want to share what happen to me last nite at Ohanas
In my reality my son doesn't seem very badly. We live in a very small town and very little socialization other than his developmental preschool.
Dinner was the usual, DS being squirmy, wanting to play, me trying to get him to stay as settled as possible. When it came time for the games I was thrilled that he could get up and move around.
That is when my cold slap hit hard. Every other child was up there by themselves and parents were at the side snapping pictures. Not us. I had to be right there and explain to him what to do and guide him. He could not just take a shaker, he had to talk the guy and then try to hand out shakers to each child. It was very nice but he was the only child that wanted to help out. Then he followed in the line, with me of course but when I asked him to follow the little girl in the blue dress down, 25 feet and back, he went down and disappeared! The kids came around but he went the other way. Just like that he was gone!
In a panic minute I could not see him but then there was a slam into my bum and there was DS.
We tried one more time with the limbo dance and it also was tragic with the same terrible things happening but just a different version.
I went back to the table in tears! and could not sobbing. My cold slap was that my reality is a fake. My son has autism in a horrible way and he is not even close to being able to function in NT world with NT kids.
I don't see this because we don't go out, we don't have neighbors, we don't have play dates. I live in a fake world with my own reality of how my son is.
It took going out and seeing our DS with other children to see how far off my reality is.
I am still in tears and shaken to the core but life will go on and soon we will be back home. I don't think I will go back to Ohanas anytime soon.
Blessing to you, April