- Feeling a planet of grief and sorrow for those lost lives, the survivors and those who lost loved ones.
- I'm not aware of a cogent argument in favor of legal possession of automatic assault weapons. And if there isn't one, why is it legal?
- I fear stigma and prejudice because the shooter was reported to have asperger's
- This is incoherent. Jared Loughner has schizophrenia and, as a result is, disabled. Does ASAN believe that there is no connection between his disability and his actions?
- People across the neurological spectrum - from neurotypical to asperger's to schizophrenia - have murderous impulses. And someone who has murderous impulses is probably more likely to carry out the commission of a murder. Murderous impulses may correlate to gender (e.g., male) and it may correlate to a neurological condition or a mental illness (e.g. sociopath) or it may not (e.g., the Oregon mall shooter). But to focus on screening a certain group misses the point because perfectly sane people have murderous impulses. To make this world safe for our children, prevention must focus on preventing a person from converting that murderous impulse into a murder: gun control.
- If the mother of the shooter didn't die, she'd have blood on her hands. She failed to secure her cache. If you own a gun, and you fail to secure it, and that gun is used in the commission of a murder, it may not be a crime, but in this blogger's opinion, you are morally culpable. If you can't secure your gun, don't own a gun. Period.
- Congress and the President have blood on their hands for not waking up sooner.
About this blog.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Thoughts on Newtown
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Quick Hit: The Man vs. the Therapeutic State
As Marcia Angell, former editor of The New England Journal of Medicine, observed last year in The New York Review of Books, “there are no objective signs or tests for mental illness…and the boundaries between normal and abnormal are often unclear. That makes it possible to expand diagnostic boundaries or even create new diagnoses in ways that would be impossible, say, in a field like cardiology.” In other words, mental illnesses are whatever psychiatrists say they are.
Friday, August 10, 2012
Developmental Milestone
Previous posts on prior speech evals here, here, and here.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
1 in 88: On Diagnosis "Creep"
If one in 88 among us is this way, it makes autism seem a little less terrifying and abyss-like and a little more like something that just happens in life.
Today, when people ask about my children, I tell them my oldest has autism and the vast majority nod without horror. They act like I said he has Crohn’s disease or some other lifelong but manageable condition. They ask if he’s going to college, if he’s married, what he does for a living. With the “creep” of this diagnosis has come a welcome acceptance. My son, like a lot of people, is struggling with something difficult. But he’s doing so valiantly, and it doesn’t define him.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Proposed Revisions to the Diagnostic Criteria for Autism Spectrum Disorder
I do understand that the surge in ASD diagnoses has placed a huge burden on the healthcare system and school budgets. If it's true that a large fraction of ASD kids are improperly diagnosed today, it would stand to reason that the services currently being delivered are not needed. If so, where is the outcry over waste? There isn't any, because it's universally accepted among recipients that the services ARE needed.
Reevaluation
Four Years
Friday, September 23, 2011
Back To School Video
And here is Jeremy's first day of school interview, with Brad and more sillies, lazing around the house in the morning.
What happens in Fight Club...
***Spoiler Alert: mild Fight Club spoilers below***Well, we went to Boston, Massachusetts through the town of Warrenville, Connecticut on Route 44A. It was very pretty and there was a church that reminded me of pictures of Russia from our book that is published by Time-Life. We arrived in Boston at 9:17. At 11 we went on a big tour of Boston on Gray Line 43, made by the Superior Bus Company like School Bus Six, which goes down Hunting Lodge Road where Maria lives and then on to Separatist Road and then to South Eagleville before it comes to our school. We saw lots of good things like the Boston Massacre site. The tour ended at 1:05. Before I knew it we were going home. We went through Warrenville again but it was too dark to see much. A few days later it was Easter. We got a cuckoo clock.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Back To School
Just a quick update, and apologies for slacking. I’ve taken a break from label gazing and am focusing on…living life. Which is a good thing!
At age 5 and a half, Brad is doing well.
On the speech front, he was recently evaluated and is testing in the average range for vocabulary, language organization, syntax, direction following, paragraph comprehension and question comprehension. All good! His deficits are in the domain of “narrative formulation skills.” Even there, he is okay when questions are structured, but when questions are open, he struggles. Also, not surprisingly, his speech is characterized as idiosyncratic. As for pragmatics, he excels at “topic initiation” but fails at “topic maintenance”. Love the SLP jargon. Big picture though, he is communicating, and it’s mostly in the average range. I’m so proud of his progress.
Now onto the fun stuff: he’s off to kindie in a few weeks. Can you believe it? He’ll be in the public school in a regular classroom, with an aide. Not a private aide – that I’m aware of anyway. He’ll get pull outs for speech and some sort of social group. I haven’t had the first meeting yet with the school, so I’m not really sure of the details at this point. I’m afraid for him, socially, but that’s my problem, not his. His special ed team says he’s ready.
As Bradley’s speech has improved, his personality has continued to emerge. He really is a joy to parent. Of course I’m biased but he really is very sweet, smiley and well behaved. He continues to be quirky, but that’s what makes him who he is. We appreciate his unique perspective.
Academically, he’s reading up a storm. I marvel at this ability, especially because he’s so far ahead of where his brother was at this age. However, his reading ability is way ahead of his comprehension – which is either good news or bad news, depending on how you look at it.
Anyway, sorry again for the slackage and best wishes to all.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Update
Thursday, September 23, 2010
One Person Book Club Revived
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Gone fishin.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
A Lie Becomes the Truth (Alternative Title: "What Happened?!?")
By way of background, Jeremy is 22 months older than Bradley, and Jeremy is about as typical as they come in terms of childhood development. I knew Jeremy would be a great big brother to Brad. He's nurturing and caring, and likes to lead in play. Jeremy is also a good peer model, with good social skills and language. What I didn't call is what a great friend Brad would be for Jeremy. Jeremy always seeks out Brad to play. It's not a one-way street, at all. They're like two peas in a pod, and I couldn't be happier.
They often play together, sometimes unattended, and inevitably there's some sort of conflict. After all, they are ages 4 and 6, so play requires some referee-ing.
Into the room I barge.
"What happened?!?"
The problem: Jeremy does all the talking. Perhaps I'm facing Jeremy instead of Brad when I demand an explanation. Perhaps I'm at fault here too.
I've noticed this a lot lately. Sometimes Jeremy reports aches and pains to me, on behalf of Brad. And sometimes, Brad needs help (wiping) in the potty, and rather than holler, Jeremy will come get me.
Now that this revelation has dawned on me, I'm going to make a conscience effort to elicit speech from Brad and tell Jeremy to shush when he goes into spokes-brother mode.
I'm not sure what else to do by way of remediation here. But at least now I know what lie #3 is all about.
Lies I Told Myself
How did I keep my head in the sand? Here, I present the top 3 lies I told myself:
Lie #1: "He's just a boy." I got a lot of denial mileage out of this one. After all, boys speak later than girls, and are less socially attuned. As the 24 month mark approached, that lie became less viable.
Lie #2: "He's independent because he's a younger sib and my attention is divided." This is the way younger sibs are supposed to be, I reasoned. Even though he had no - and I mean zero - separation anxiety as a baby. I rationalized that this is because I didn't carry Brad around as much and cater to his every cry, as I did when Jeremy was a baby.
Lie #3: "He's late to speak because his older sib talks for him." Seemed reasonable enough. No reason to be concerned about language delay.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Speech Update: Four Years, Three Months
Bad News First: Overall, his expressive communication was pegged at two years nine months. Over the twelve months from May 2009, he only progressed five months. He scored a 63 on the expressive language portion of the Reynell Developmental Language Scale, a test in which the mean for his age is 100 plus or minus 15. So that's discouraging.
Excerpted from the report, for your information and amusement:
Although Brad responded accurately with regard to production of grammatical skills, errors were noted in semantic abilities. For example, when asked to label an illustration of a group of men, Brad responded, "children." When shown a picture of several people trying to escape the rain and asked, "What's happening," Brad responded, "It's not raining." The examiner continued "It is raining. And the people are getting ____" and Brad responded, "frozen." He provided definitions for concrete or abstract concepts with inconsistent accuracy. When asked, "what's an apple - what do you do with an apple?" Brad responded correctly by showing the examiner eating. Error responses were predominantly reiterations of the targeted concept. For example when asked, "What does cold mean, "Brad responded, "I'm cold." Brad's motivation waned when asked to describe a group of illustrations depicting a family engaged in various tasks. He fell out of his chair and told the examiner that the task was "so so hard. It might take a very long time." With encouragement, Brad provided short sentences that in general described the pictures. For example, in response to a picture of a family washing the dishes, Brad responded, "She's making a recipe." In response to a picture of the same family setting the table, Brad provided, "He's making dinner." Brad substituted "he" and "she" pronouns thoughout.That's Brad in a nutshell. Marching to the beat of his own drum. Falling behind in communication but getting ahead in numeracy.
The picture card sequence probe outlined in the language comprehension section of this report was used to assess Brad's formulation skills for sequenced activities. Brad experienced difficulty on this task. He repeatedly pointed out numbers on the cards that existed outside the illustrations. He appeared to focus on pictured details and neglected salient features of the illustrations. For example in the sequence that depicted a girl making her bed, the line that the sheet's border had created intrigued Brad. He ran his finger along this line and asked the examiner about the "rope."
As a parent reading the report, it was hard for me to figure out how much was attributable visual/verbal association problems versus semantics versus he's four years old and the exam was taxing on his attention.
The good news: The perpetual tough grader wrote:
In contrast to previous testing, Brad made several improvements in nonverbal and verbal pragmatic skills. During current assessment, Brad followed the examiner's gaze and engaged in joint attention.He also did very well with object identification, sentence completion, syntax construction and pragmatic judgment, scoring within the average range for each of those assessments.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Quick Hit
It's all there: intersecting spheres, blurry lines and a slew of vaguely defined conditions. I've resigned myself that this is all there is until and unless epigenetics makes a quantum leap.
Have a great holiday!
Friday, June 25, 2010
Epilogue.
Brad actually passed his depth perception test. Imagine that. One result one day, and a different result six months later. Well that never happens! Except when it does.
At the end of the day, I've learned to place less stock in two-dimensional medical opinions, positive or negative, good or bad. The truth most likely lies somewhere in the middle.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Annual Physical.
- He failed the depth perception test. He passed the eye exam, meaning his eyesight, in the conventional sense, is fine. The nurse practioner administers a test with multi-directional Es and special glasses aimed testing depth perception, and he failed. Which means he wasn't trying, he didn't understand or, what I suspect, he has issues with ocular musle control and visual perception that interfere with depth perception.
- I unbundled one of his vaxes. Since, for better or worse, there is a "vaccine debate" (although I don't think the debate is debatable, meaning, I think it's well-settled that vaccines don't cause autism), I thought I'd share my views. Although I don't buy into the vax-autism link and I'm very pro-vax, I don't have a problem with a modified schedule, so I unbundled varicella from the other shots he received at his 4 year appointment. I don't follow the Dr. Sears modified schedule; I just follow my intuition, but in any event, I make sure he is fully vaxed - it just takes an extra appointment. I'm happy with my decision.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
I'm Back.
We're still here, and we're doing well.
Brad is coming along nicely. Still ever the joy to parent, mellow and happy as ever. I wish I knew what makes him so perpetually happy. I'd bottle it up and drink it myself.
On the cognitive front, he's reading now - not too shabby for a 4.5 year old. At this stage, it's beginner reading, mostly three letter words, but not just sight words or rote learning. He's legitimately sounding things out and reading new words. From a parenting perspective, our goodnight ritual is pure joy, with Jeremy and Brad taking turns reading kiddie books.
So I suppose I've been smelling the roses lately.
But all sun and no rain makes for a desert, doesn't it? On the speech/communication front, he was recently reevaluated by his private speech therapist (not the public school), and the results were not great. (Click here for his evaluation from a year ago.) His delay is still in the "severe" category for expressive communication. The SLP had expected him to progress to the "mild" category by now. But there were gains. The perpetually tough grader said he is showing a budding imagination. For those of you who want to understand how this is evaluated: "typical" children narrate a play scheme while they play. The first time Brad was evaluated, he didn't do this, but during the most recent evaluation, he did. But according to the SLP, he still isn't getting the big picture, choosing to focus on details and losing out on concepts and meaning.
On the motor front, he's progressing, I suppose. A big milestone: he can take off a shirt effortlessly now. He's pedaling, just on his big wheel. But he's as floppy as ever, and continues to be unmotivated to move, characteristic of hypotonia. He's been in a big boy bed for a year now, and he has never attempted to leave the bed on his own. Not once. He just waits for us to show up and tell him to get up. Maybe that's in part a routine issue. But still. The good news: he's overnight potty trained. Weird, right? He doesn't get up overnight to go potty; he just holds it in all night. This is me, not complaining.
On the physical front, his pigeon toed-ness seems to be getting worse, not better. His natural standing posture is with his feet twisted inward, a lot.
So what's new with you and yours?