Gavin’s acting strange today, even for him. His color is really bad and he’s unable to focus on anything. A large part of this is due to the mania but the other part of it seems as though he’s simply run down.
He’s been upsetting his brothers this morning because he convinces them to help him with a Lego project and then gets up, walks away and does something else.
Right now he’s taking a nap.
I have to get ahold of Dr. Reynolds office and find out what they want us to do. His Lithium levels are at the proper therapeutic levels but that doesn’t mean the current therapeutic level is working anymore.
I suppose it will be interesting to see how he does once back in the school environment. Maybe the structure and routine will help to ground him.
Until then, I will admit that I’ve begun tuning out his incessant talking.
Like the NSA listening to our phone calls, my brain will pick up any keywords that would require me to pay attention to what he’s saying.
Aside from that, my brain just can’t take anymore right now. Gavin has talked me into near insanity and I have to filter out his voice so I don’t go crazy. It’s sad that I have to do this, especially since it’s not Gavin’s fault. However, those of you that have incessant talkers at home, know all to well of the impact incessant talking can have on someone.
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Rob once again thanks for your blog. I am going to write this and see if it helps purge my guilt that i feel to this day (I always feel guilty about everything). This is not to make you feel bad at all it is for me. Before my son had cancer he talked so much it would drive me crazy. the good news is that he really had interesting things to say. In the car, I would put him on “no talking” eventually because I was being driven insane. I told him if what he had to say was important write it down. I knew he hated to write (which now makes me feel worse) so of course he didnt write anything down. then after the cancer treatment when he was half dead and we had to drive 30 minutes to the hospital and back every day i noticed that he didnt talk any more and i was not having to put him on no talking. he had his throw up bucket, sitting in the back seat thinking God knows what. Then i noticed it the next day and the next. it has been 10 years now and he has never talked liked he used too. I do have things that I am glad I was lax about that hopefully makes up for it, like let him come in the middle of the night to get in our bed and be glad about it, i never pushed him away because i was hot and sweaty and him being all over me would make that worse, I didnt make him eat food he didnt like or even have to try it, I didnt ever hit/pop him (even though I wanted to when I thought he needed it, but that was my frustration), i let him go to sleep with the tv on because I understood he couldnt sleep (this was even before he was sick). He knows i was a crazy good kind of mother so he probably doesnt even realize or remember that he was put on no talking and probably hasnt put together that before transplant he talked after transplant he didnt. I am a mess, why cant i get over these things. I have been to therapy, i have “left it at the alter” turned it over to God and undoubtly snatched it back, my son loves me and has thanked me for being such a great mother, and i do want to get past this and other stuff. Thanks again Rob.
Maybe he is tired of being cooped up in the house and is acting out of boredem. I know that my kids go crazy when we can’t get out of the house for several days.
Good point. Hopefully we’ll find out tomorrow.
My second born – a 5-yr old and the average developing twin to my first born, ASD son – talks a lot. And I mean A LOT. His vocabulary is larger than normal (we’ve been told) and a few have suspected him to be around 7 yrs old due to his speech.
I cannot drown him out. Nor do I try. His non-stop barrage on my ears is still amusing to me. I’m amazed as how such a little guy has just so damn much to say and has no issues with saying it. Be it at the store, home, school, playground, etc – he goes non-stop (he even talks in his sleep). I’ve often said he’d be the perfect wing man for me if I were single.
He’s outgoing, honest, empathetic, trusting…. There maybe a time when all of that stops (or slows) but until then I’m just going to enjoy it and his little-kid, bubbly, personality.
That’s great. I used to be the same way but after many, many years it begins to ware on one’s sanity. Maybe you’ll never get to that point but many of us do. 🙂
It may be due to the break. It sounds almost like a game, or like he’s testing his coercive abilities. But the run down part sounds like he’s no longer interested in what’s developed as routine; if you live in a cold region perhaps everyone’s tired of being in the house. That frustration takes as little as 24 hours to start building with kids.