Regressive Autism
*Regressive autism occurs when a child appears to develop typically but then starts to lose speech and social skills, typically between the ages of 15 and 30 months, and is subsequently diagnosed with autism. Other terms used to describe regression in children with autism are autism with regression, autistic regression, setback-type autism, and acquired autistic syndrome.There is no standard definition for regression, and the prevalence of regression varies depending on the definition used.[3] Some children show a mixture of features, with some early delays and some later losses; and there is evidence of a continuous spectrum of behaviors, rather than a black-and-white distinction, between autism with and without regression.
Gluten free diet
* A gluten-free diet is a diet that excludes foods containing gluten. Gluten is a protein found in wheat (including kamut and spelt), barley, rye, malts and triticale. It is used as a food addictive in the form of a flavoring, stabilizing or thickening agent, often as "dextrin". A gluten-free diet is the only medically accepted treatment for celiac disease, the related condition dermatitis herpetiformis, and wheat allergy.
Some idea of self help at home:-
Holding therapy
* when a child and mother cuddles and begins eye contact, his development would proceed normally.
Good for the child to be stress free, do not force the child in terms of anything.
Vigorous exercise helps the child gain control of their bodies , sleep better and leads to self stimulatin behaviour.
- places like the playground, beach or park for the child to run and have fun is good enough.
Speech therapy
Occupational therapy
Music therapy
Technology / computer programs
Family - IMPORTANT to teach siblings on interact
Do not isolate you or your child, you need to be surrounded by family and friends to improve interaction
Parents must learn to :-
*Get over caring about what other people think
*your child is here to stay, he needs your support
*Keep your sense of humour, take time to laugh
BE POSITIVE
Teach basic communication, it'll help the frustration.
No matter how bad the situation or behaviour, there is always a solution
Monday, October 29, 2012
i do take care of my sister too
I was clearing out some stuffs and i realised my kids are extremely quiet at this moment, something is not right. I turned and saw that my baby girl just sneezed and there were mucus dripping out of her nose, Zy was cleaning for her using a cloth! My baby boy cleaning his sister's nose for her!! And she just stared at him. That scene just melted my heart totally~
Zy brought home a goodie bag fro school with lots of sweets and biscuits, and i opened the bag for him to choose which he wanted to eat. He chose the bisuits. While eating, little glutton sister came toward him and said something in baby language. Upon seeing this , he gave his baby sister the biscuit! It was such a heart warming scene.......
My baby boy is a big brother now...
Zy brought home a goodie bag fro school with lots of sweets and biscuits, and i opened the bag for him to choose which he wanted to eat. He chose the bisuits. While eating, little glutton sister came toward him and said something in baby language. Upon seeing this , he gave his baby sister the biscuit! It was such a heart warming scene.......
My baby boy is a big brother now...
Life is full of hopes
Brought zy for his speech therapy session and i told his therapist about the result of his autism evaluation. The therapist gave me a shocked look and asked me where did i bring zy to for the assessment? So i told her the name of the center and immediately she gave me a dull look. I continued to tell her what the therapist told me in regards to how zy is not having mild autism but severe. The speeech therapist couldnt hear anymore and she stopped me saying "she tells that to everyone who goes there for evaluation. And they dont even provide occuptaional therapys!!!!"
I was shocked. Mainly because that lady sounded to real and she told me they had occuaptional therapy facilities in their center. then the speech therapist continued to say,
"they dont have occupational therapy there, its just that they know how occupational therapy is being done and they just do it without knowing what they are doing!!"
MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!!! And i nearly sent my son there!!!!!! so what does this mean? My baby boy is not autistic? wrongly diagnosed just becos they wanted to earn my money?????????? What the hell~
So i decided to listen to my speech therapist and called zy's pd in regards to the matter. The PD said immediately,
"what nonsense??? He is fine!!!!!! even if he is autistic is really at the very borderline!! def not severe!!!!! and he doesnt need to change his diet! no no no no. I would suggest occupational therapy thats all"
PRAISE GOD!!!
I was happy!!! and mad!!!!!! Happy because my son is not what she claimed to be and im so mad at her lies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thats it! i had enough!!!! Im tired! Im lost because i dont know to who i should listen to!! I brought zy immediately to a polyclinic to get a referal letter to see the doctors at the govt hospital just for kids. When we finally saw the dotor at the polyclinic after waiting for the whole morning, he looked at my son and said "I dont think he is autistic at all. Look at his eye contact and response to me, its very good"
My tears welled up! i was ecstatic! However to clear all my doubts and worries i decided i will send him to the hospital anyway. And so an appt was fixed for 3 months later.
I was shocked. Mainly because that lady sounded to real and she told me they had occuaptional therapy facilities in their center. then the speech therapist continued to say,
"they dont have occupational therapy there, its just that they know how occupational therapy is being done and they just do it without knowing what they are doing!!"
MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!!! And i nearly sent my son there!!!!!! so what does this mean? My baby boy is not autistic? wrongly diagnosed just becos they wanted to earn my money?????????? What the hell~
So i decided to listen to my speech therapist and called zy's pd in regards to the matter. The PD said immediately,
"what nonsense??? He is fine!!!!!! even if he is autistic is really at the very borderline!! def not severe!!!!! and he doesnt need to change his diet! no no no no. I would suggest occupational therapy thats all"
PRAISE GOD!!!
I was happy!!! and mad!!!!!! Happy because my son is not what she claimed to be and im so mad at her lies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thats it! i had enough!!!! Im tired! Im lost because i dont know to who i should listen to!! I brought zy immediately to a polyclinic to get a referal letter to see the doctors at the govt hospital just for kids. When we finally saw the dotor at the polyclinic after waiting for the whole morning, he looked at my son and said "I dont think he is autistic at all. Look at his eye contact and response to me, its very good"
My tears welled up! i was ecstatic! However to clear all my doubts and worries i decided i will send him to the hospital anyway. And so an appt was fixed for 3 months later.
good response
I started teaching Zy to take his bath towel and put his dirty clothes into the laundry basket. And after for about 1 day, he picked it up.
"take your towel for bath baby~"
and he ran straight to room took his bath towel and ran out to me.
"now put your clothes into the laundry basket pls"
and he put them in.
He had a very good response today in terms of me calling him. i would rate a 9/10 :)
Good improvement.
wrongly diagnosed with autism???? im beginning to think its true.
"take your towel for bath baby~"
and he ran straight to room took his bath towel and ran out to me.
"now put your clothes into the laundry basket pls"
and he put them in.
He had a very good response today in terms of me calling him. i would rate a 9/10 :)
Good improvement.
wrongly diagnosed with autism???? im beginning to think its true.
i have a sister
On a saturday, Zy woke up early and wanted to watch some tv, so as i was doing my chores i left he and my baby girl in the living room. Because i was cleaning the room i closed the door just in case my little girl comes in and steps on the dust on the floor. Yeah, she wanted to come into the room and so she started screaming at the door wanting me to open it. i decided to ignore and wait becos i was almost done!! but before i could do anything, zy stood up and opened the door for his baby sister and went back to the couch to catch his programmes....... i was ........ (-_-"') but hey! he actually stood up to open the door for his sister because she wated to but couldnt!!!! i was shocked!
Then when he was having breakfast with me , he stood up suddenly , went to the fridge, opened the door and took out a botlle of water and gestured for me to open it. So i did, he drank a few mouthfuls of water and gave it back to me so i thought why not teach him how to open the bottle, so i showed him twice and he picked it up! i was shocked again!
How fast kids learn!!!
Then when he was having breakfast with me , he stood up suddenly , went to the fridge, opened the door and took out a botlle of water and gestured for me to open it. So i did, he drank a few mouthfuls of water and gave it back to me so i thought why not teach him how to open the bottle, so i showed him twice and he picked it up! i was shocked again!
How fast kids learn!!!
focus
There was a day when zy woke up grumbling something that i couldnt understand and walked out to the living room. First thing was he looked at me, so i said "hi~" , he smiled widely and we hugged. Everything was as per normal and he headed to school till it was time to pick him up.
I usually get my husband's worker to give me a lift to pick zy up and its been going on for at least a month now every weekday and he already got used to sitting in "uncle's car" . That day when we went to pick him up , because i was talking to his teacher so uncle carried him back to the car first and zy started screaming. He screamed and screamed and screamed so i told him "zy baby focus". i said these 3 words for about 5 mins and he just got louder, so i thought i have to be louder than his screaming so i went louder "focus baby focus!!!" He was still throwing his tantrums after we got home and i wanted to give him a shower but he refused. So without a choice i carried him into the bathroom and he was still screaming refusing to take off his clothes, so i carried him tightly and counted 1 to 30 over and over again. again and again. until about 10 to 15 mins later i put him down and took off his clothes and carried him while bathing for him, which means yeah i was wet with my clothes on with all the soap and water. when i was almost done , he calmed down FINALLY.... after washing off the foam from his body i brought him to the room to put on his clothes and he started crying.. so i said "zy, you wanna watch youtube? mommy on it for you?" so i brought him to sit infront of the computer and switched on the youtube channels with nursery rhymes for him. He finally stopped crying.
Till he woke up from his noon nap, he came over to me, put his palms against my cheeks and tilt it left and right (his usual way of saying "mommy be happy) and suddenly stopped and kissed me on my lips... i was gonna melt!!
he is a very affectionate boy. And through his response, i feel somehow he was misdiagnosed with autism.... is he?
I usually get my husband's worker to give me a lift to pick zy up and its been going on for at least a month now every weekday and he already got used to sitting in "uncle's car" . That day when we went to pick him up , because i was talking to his teacher so uncle carried him back to the car first and zy started screaming. He screamed and screamed and screamed so i told him "zy baby focus". i said these 3 words for about 5 mins and he just got louder, so i thought i have to be louder than his screaming so i went louder "focus baby focus!!!" He was still throwing his tantrums after we got home and i wanted to give him a shower but he refused. So without a choice i carried him into the bathroom and he was still screaming refusing to take off his clothes, so i carried him tightly and counted 1 to 30 over and over again. again and again. until about 10 to 15 mins later i put him down and took off his clothes and carried him while bathing for him, which means yeah i was wet with my clothes on with all the soap and water. when i was almost done , he calmed down FINALLY.... after washing off the foam from his body i brought him to the room to put on his clothes and he started crying.. so i said "zy, you wanna watch youtube? mommy on it for you?" so i brought him to sit infront of the computer and switched on the youtube channels with nursery rhymes for him. He finally stopped crying.
Till he woke up from his noon nap, he came over to me, put his palms against my cheeks and tilt it left and right (his usual way of saying "mommy be happy) and suddenly stopped and kissed me on my lips... i was gonna melt!!
he is a very affectionate boy. And through his response, i feel somehow he was misdiagnosed with autism.... is he?
Sunday, October 28, 2012
An inspiring story
Its one of those beautiful days when you feel all is right in the world, i decided to stop at a cafe with my 4 year old son.
At the next table, a mother and her 10 year old son were laughing at a joke he just told her. She asked him about his day in school and he told her the games he played during recess. When the waiter came to take their orders, he asked "mama, can i have a cake a cup of hot chocolate?" She ruffled his hair and said "go ahead".
When the waiter came to our table, i asked my son if he would like to have a hot chocolate , he stared at the speckled dust in the air refelcted by the light , his head locked to one side while spinning the spoon he had found on the table. He appeared not to hear me, it was as if i hadnt spoken. I looked with envy at the other table where the mother and son share an ordinary moment with her child. That all-too-familiar ach descended as i realized once again that i might never have a moment like tat with my son. I wonder if he'll ever look at me with the same interest as he have for the spoon. I reached for the spoon and started fidgiting with it \. My son looked at the movement of the spoon, i picked it up and twirled it infront of my face. For an instant, he looked at me in the eyes and smiled before fixating back on the spoon, melting my heart in the process.
Perhaps i thought i might never be able to have a conversation with him about recess but i know we will connect somehow. We will find a way.
Our way.
from a strong mother.
At the next table, a mother and her 10 year old son were laughing at a joke he just told her. She asked him about his day in school and he told her the games he played during recess. When the waiter came to take their orders, he asked "mama, can i have a cake a cup of hot chocolate?" She ruffled his hair and said "go ahead".
When the waiter came to our table, i asked my son if he would like to have a hot chocolate , he stared at the speckled dust in the air refelcted by the light , his head locked to one side while spinning the spoon he had found on the table. He appeared not to hear me, it was as if i hadnt spoken. I looked with envy at the other table where the mother and son share an ordinary moment with her child. That all-too-familiar ach descended as i realized once again that i might never have a moment like tat with my son. I wonder if he'll ever look at me with the same interest as he have for the spoon. I reached for the spoon and started fidgiting with it \. My son looked at the movement of the spoon, i picked it up and twirled it infront of my face. For an instant, he looked at me in the eyes and smiled before fixating back on the spoon, melting my heart in the process.
Perhaps i thought i might never be able to have a conversation with him about recess but i know we will connect somehow. We will find a way.
Our way.
from a strong mother.
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