Lizze just arrived home from the hospital. I was with her for the first couple of hours. Her parents met me at the hospital and we traded jobs. I took the boys home and out them to bed and they stayed with Lizze and brought her home. In a nutshell, they treated Lizze well and not like someone who was seeking drugs. :-) They gave her 2 rounds of morphine and a CT scan, which turned out to be normal. In fact, they almost didn't release her tonight because her blood pressure was so low. Morphine lowers blood pressure but this was related to an autonomic issue that Lizze is going to be evaluated for at the Cleveland Clinic very soon. She's feeling pretty good right now. I'm praying that…

I'm taking Lizze to the ER at Aultman Hospital because her migraine is so bad she's that she's in really bad shape.  This is always a venture into the unknown because some doctors think Fibromyalgia is made up and others take us seriously and treat Lizze with respect.  Lizze hardly ever resorts to pain meds but she has them for tines like this.  The problem is that we can't get her neurologist/pain management doctor,  to issue her a refill of her pain medication.  I made a call today but haven't heard back from them yet.  She's in so much pain anymore that she just cries.  Please say a prayer that they can do something to either break this 8 month old migraine or at least provide her with relief until…

The day is steadily going downhill.  Gavin is being,  well,  Gavin. He's not really doing anything wrong.  It's just that he gets saying everything that he's thinking,  with no regard to who is around him or how little and impressionable their ears are.  Do any of you have this problem? For example,  this morning Gavin announced to everyone how much he just loves comfy pants.  Not a big deal,  right?  Right! However,  he literally wouldn't stop talking about it.  It got to the point where Emmett decided that he wants comfy pants as well.  Again,  not a huge deal, right?  Right! The problem was that Emmett's pants weren't clean and because we couldn't produce them,  he lost it.  Emmett's already in a bad place because he's in so much pain…

This is a really hot topic right now.  My friend Kat over at Katscafe.org just wrote a great piece on this very subject. What I want to do is get an idea of what the community thinks and feels about this matter. Do you think #Autism can be cured? Were those claiming to have been cured,  misdiagnosed in the first place? Suppose there was a cure, should it be used?  Would you want to cure your child, if given the opportunity? What are the ethical or moral issues with this? Please keep this civil and treat all those responding with respect.  This is a very sensitive issue but that doesn't mean it shouldn't be discussed. I'll share my thoughts down below, in the comments.    

So far so good.  Today has been pretty good so far.  I got up at 5am with both Elliott and Emmett.  I let Lizze sleep because she not doing well.  After everyone was up,  I took them all to the farmers market. We stocked up on fresh fruit of center again.  The boys got to walk around and look at all the booths.  They each got to pick something out and had a blast doing so. It was like a treasure hunt and they eventually found a special treasure. Elliott and Gavin found special rings,  while Emmett picked out a watch.  Hopefully,  this will set the tone for the rest of the week. :-) This was posted via WordPress for Android, courtesy of Samsung’s Galaxy S III. Please forgive any…

Gavin was home for less than an hour before he already wasn't listening.  When he arrived home, he wanted to lay down. I thought that was a good idea because he didn't look good. He came down a few minutes later and fell down the last two steps. I told him he need to lay down and he went back upstairs. I had to step out for a few minutes and the moment I left, he started letting himself out of his room.  Lizze sent him back at least twice. Shortly after I got back home,  he let himself out again.  This time, when I sent him back,  he just stood at the top of the steps and ignored me.  Once I got him back in his room,  I called…

I wrote this after Emmett was born and we discovered he may have #Autism. After 9 months of waiting for your little miracle to arrive, it finally happens. You see your child for the first time and you feel love like you have never thought possible. You may have loved many people or things in your life but nothing like this. Everything is perfect and you finally bring them home and begin your new life as a parent. After a few months, you get into the groove of things. Everything soon becomes second nature. A few months after that you start to notice things. They are little and you probably should not worry but you do anyway. You visit your pediatrician for some peace of mind. They tell you it…

Emmett is obsessed with Batman.  Back in June,  Dr.  Patti gave Emmett this Batman hat at our expense of their appointments.  He loves this hat and decided to wear it to Grandma's house today.  As usual,  I just had to take a picture because he is so stinkin cute.  :-) This was posted via WordPress for Android, courtesy of Samsung’s Galaxy S III. Please forgive any typos. I do know how to spell but auto-correct hate me. Please join our Autism Help Forums Look for "Autism Help" app at the Google Play Store