The summer so far

 Janey started summer school today.  I'd like to tell you how it went, but I really have no idea.  She went off on the bus happily, and came home in a fairly good mood, but the time in-between is one of those black holes we as parents of kids like Janey face.  There was no note in her backpack.  I don't know who her teacher is.  I know where the school is (it's not her regular school, as all high school students with special needs go to summer school in one place) but that's about all.  If I don't find out more tomorrow, we will make some calls, but it's a tribute to my general faith in the Boston Public Schools that we are sending her at all, I think.  Of course, we asked Janey about her day, but that has not once in her 13 years going to school yielded any information.

The summer up to this point?  Average, I'd say---not that each day was an average day, but it hasn't been an especially good or bad summer.  We've had some very hot days and some weirdly cool days---the 4th of July featured the same high temperature as last Christmas did---and we've had a good deal of rain.  We've taken Janey for a lot of car rides, but as so often happens in the summer, I don't feel like we've done enough else.  We've played in the driveway a good deal, which mostly means Janey runs around holding her iPhone and listening to YouTube videos.  She has watched "Toy Store 4" probably 100 times.  She's eaten lots and lots of food, luckily, mostly very healthy food, which is why she is able to eat from dawn until dusk and beyond without severe weight gain.

Sleep has been a problem.  As Janey gets older, it's one area that is more of a problem than it used to be.  Just tonight, she's been awake, asleep, awake, asleep and now awake, all since 7 pm, and it's 11:30 now.  There have been lots of nights without any sleep at all, on a couple occasions, two nights in a row.  To us, it seems impossible.  I truly just don't know how she can do it, without napping during the days.  Other times, less commonly, she'll sleep most of the day and most of the night.  Her sleep just doesn't seem to have the pattern that most everyone else's sleep has.  And that would be fine, except we really can't sleep when she isn't sleeping.  We can catnap, but she wakes us up often and we never sleep deeply, as we really need to keep an eye on her.  We are thankful she's isn't in any way an eloper.  Our house has a front and a back hall with doors, so kind of an airlock, but I'd say in all her years she's only ever gone into the halls even without us once or twice.  So we don't worry about her escaping, but more about her dumping food around or having toileting issues or tossing bowls onto the ground for fun (a recent new hobby)

Janey did have a filling done under general anesthesia last week, which went very well.  She was happy and cheerful even going to the dentist, which to me spoke to how bored I worry she is at home.  I feel guilty over this boredom, but it is so very hard to get her interested in anything new.  I think I'd go out of my mind watching the same movie over and over, or taking car rides to nowhere for hours, or listening to the same music over and over while running up and down a driveway.  But when I try very hard to introduce a new move, or when we try to take her for walks around the neighborhood, or to play some new driveway game, or just to shake things up a bit, she is not at all interested.  Maybe it's us, because she certainly seemed to enjoy going to the dentist and to school.  But still, I feel a huge amount of guilt over her limited range of entertainment.  I know I've written about this before, but it's on my mind so much.

Janey will be 17 next month.  That shakes me up.  When I was 17, I left for college.  17 was the start of my adult life.  For Janey, 17 will probably be much like 16, or 15, or 5.  Does that matter to her?  Is there any way I can find out?  Is Janey happy with her life?  Does she think about what her life is, what she wishes it was, what it can or can't be?  Is it enough that most of the time now, Janey is fairly content, or is there more that we should do?  Does she long for more?  There are so many things I don't know about Janey, although our lives are intertwined so closely.  How I wish I could ask her so many things---starting with the little things, like how school was today, and leading to the big things.  Until I can, if I ever can, I feel a huge weight of obligation to make the right decisions, to provide the right enrichment, to protect her when needed, give her freedom in the little ways I can, to make her life meaningful.  I hope I can do even in a small part what she deserves.

Cabin fever for a year

 I woke up this morning and thought "Great---another day".  That's not a positive thought, and of course right away I told myself that I shouldn't feel that way, that just being alive and in a warm house and with food and health care and a family around me should be enough.  And it should, and I know that, but boy, is this endless pandemic making life with a teenager with autism tough.

Janey hasn't been happy.  School is complicated and off and on, but hopefully she'll be going more regularly soon.  However, this past week was vacation week.  Which did make us all laugh a bit, and brought up the inevitable line "vacation from what?"  In addition, it snowed off and on for days, never a blockbuster storm but enough so that to get out of the house required shoveling, and that any outdoor activities were not really possible.  Janey is bored.  She has had a life that's been incredibly limited for the past year.  We all have, but she has far less resources to keep herself happy and entertained.  She has no interest in toys, no hobbies, no ability to text friends or video chat or do crafts or cook or do just about anything that could keep a teenager happy when stuck inside the house for a year in a row.  We try, of course.  But even trying something as small as getting her to watch a different movie or TV show results in screaming, in arm biting, in anger. 

The list of what Janey likes to do at home is very, very limited.  She likes to eat, to watch a very small list of shows and movies on her iPad or on TV, she likes to have Tony take her for a car ride and she likes to snuggle on her bed.  Except for the endlessly repeated viewings of Toy Story 2 and 4, the activities require our help. 

Snuggling is a ritual---we have to stop whatever we are doing, go to her bed with her, watch as she puts a blanket over herself (getting her to do that on her own took months of work) and then lie down next to her.  We are supposed to stay there for about 30 seconds, then she has us get up.  About 5 minutes later, she gets up herself and it all gets repeated.  If we refuse to snuggle, she gets hysterical, screams, bites her arm, pulls our arms, cries...and it lasts however long we refuse.  If we refuse all day, it lasts all day.  Needless to say, we give in after a while.  It seems like a small thing, but it makes it impossible to do anything without constantly getting up and completing her ritual.  

Car rides---her favorite thing on earth.  Every morning, from the second she wakes up, she asks for a car ride.  She mixes thing up a little by asking sometimes for "clothes on" (whether her clothes are on or not) or "shoes on" or "jacket on".  We explain, as patiently as possible, why a car ride can't happen that very second.  Perhaps it's because it's 2 in the morning, or because the car is covered with a foot of snow, or because we just got back from a two hour car rides and we are exhausted.  No reason works, of course.  If she wants a car ride, she wants a car ride.  The car rides are rides to nowhere, rides around routes Tony has figured out over the years.  They listen to music, which depending on Janey's mood has to either be the same songs over and over or each song quickly advanced to the next song when she says "Music, please!"  In a pattern that you might notice, if we refuse, there is screaming, arm biting, hysteria---not always safe in the car.

Eating---Janey loves to eat.  Luckily, Tony loves to cook, and he's wonderful with her eating.  She eats a great variety of foods, mostly healthy. But her greatest love is salami.  She eats salami completely without a stop button.  We usually get her some good salami every day---we are trying to get only ones without a lot of additives or MSG or dyes or so on, and they are pricey.  But one salami pack never makes her happy, and much of the day is spent hearing her ask for salami, us telling her we are out of salami, her going to the fridge to rummage and see if we are lying about that (we aren't), her being angry there is no more salami...you get the picture.

And TV watching.  Janey used to watch more of a variety of shows, but this past year, she watches mostly Toy Story 2 or Toy Story 4.  We know them both by heart.  We are so tired of them we can barely take it.  Occasionally we can kind of force another show---sometimes Courage the Cowardly Dog, Penguins of Madagascar, Angelina Ballerina, Kipper, Coco---but those are being seen less and less.  If anyone monitors our Disney Plus viewing, they must be truly confused as to why anyone would need to watch Toy Story pretty much around the clock.

A pretty good movie, but boy, are we sick of it

We try hard to make Janey's life more interesting.  We try to dance with her, read to her, play toys with her, have her help us with things like snow shoveling or laundry or sweeping the floor.  We can, with much trial, get her to do these things for maybe two or three minutes.  Then she is done, and nothing on earth can make her do them longer.  

In normal times, we are able to mix things up.  There is school, there are car rides that actually go someplace, there is outdoors, even if she holds a device for watching her shows, there are stores we take her into, there are trips and there are visits and there is just regular life, or regular life pre-pandemic.  But the year of not being able to do these regular things has resulted in Janey doubling down on the things that feel safe and familiar and comforting to her.  I truly worry that it will take a very, very long time to get her back to where she was a year ago, if we ever, ever do.

The toll on Tony and me---the noble, long-suffering, perfect autism parent model I sometimes feel we are all expected to follow tells me that shouldn't matter.  But the truth is---we are not doing well.  We are really not doing well.  We are a mixture of bored and frustrated and tired and concerned and overwhelmed.  This feels endless, and at times, impossible.

Schools reopening, slowly, will be a help. The vaccine distribution, glacially slow and poorly done here in Massachusetts, will be a help if it ever gets going.  People doing whatever needs to be done to get this mess under control will be a help.  But I feel for the long term consequences.  I fear for all the Janeys in the world.  I fear that it will take many years to recover from this horrible year.  I am fighting my impulse to be hopeful and positive, to say I think some good will come of all this, to soften what I am really feeling, but I won't.  I will just say I hope you are all holding on, and healthy, and that you know you aren't alone.

Daddy's thank you to Janey during trying times

Janey, I want to thank you for being such a very good girl during this Corona Virus time! I also want to thank you for making me so happy after you got better from being very sick from your appendix that burst about five years ago.

Too many times daddy feels angry or sad about things. But you help me forget my angry and sad feelings. You are always jumping up and down, smiling, laughing, singing and playing YouTube kids on your iPad. You helped me learn some of your favorite nursery rhyme songs because I watch a lot of CocoMelon, Chu Chu TV, Mother Goose Club, and Dave and Eva with you on the Internet. I even learned to play the harmonica for some of your favorite nursery rhyme songs! Your whole face smiles when you hear me play songs like Ten in the Bed, Looby Loo, Skip to My Lou, Five Green and Speckled Frogs, and a few more songs.

Thank you Janey for asking me everyday to give you car rides with music because you still want me to play British Invasion 1960s music on YouTube. You helped me find some super amazing songs and videos like "See See Rider" by the Animals, "Tobacco Road" by the Nashville Teens, "I Feel Free" by Cream, "Baby Please Don't Go" by Them, "Someday We're Gonna Love Again" by the Searchers, Fleetwood Mac's "Oh Well," "Have I the Right" by the HoneyCombs, "I Can See for Miles" by the Who, "Shapes of Things" by the Yardbirds, "Sunny Afternoon" by the Kinks and "Long Tall Woman in a Black Dress" by the Hollies!

And Janey, you have me watch a lot of your favorite movies on Disney +! I have a lot of fun watching these movies as you ask me to play "Miguel the Guitar Boy," which is really called Coco, "Bad Llama," which is The Emperor's New Groove, and all your "Buzz Lightyear" movies, which you sometimes call by their real names, like Toy Story 3.

Janey, you make mamma and me laugh so loud when you sing to yourself or repeat some lines from your favorites movies. I often hear you sing "a cold cup of coffee and a piece of cake" which comes from a song named "Matthew and Son." Sometimes you say "put me down you idiot," and I laugh because that was when Big Baby from Toy Story 3 picked up evil Lotso and threw him into the trash!

Oh Janey, please never stop being yourself as you are just too funny! You smile and laugh for your brothers William and Freddy when they play with you! Mamma and daddy love it when you smile so much for your teacher when she uses her computer with Zoom to see you! We love it when you hug us over and over because you're so happy and enjoying life!

Thank you Janey for making me a better daddy and a happier person!

You are the best Janey!

Janey's Five Step Video Viewing Progression

Lately I've realized that Janey's viewing of movies and other videos follows a very strict sequence.  It's helping me understand some of her previously mysterious fits when watching videos.

Stage One---I put on something new for Janey, on Netflix or on VHS (we don't do DVDs for her much, as she very much likes to handle them, scratch them and lose them.  And VHSs are a dollar at our favorite thrift store, in terrific shape)  This might be a show or movie I'm pretty sure she'll love, something about a topic she likes or with characters she likes.  For an example, recently it was Toy Story.  She likes that type of computer animation, and the music seemed like something that would appeal to her.  However, no matter how perfect the match is, the first viewing is a disaster.  Janey will watch a bit, seemingly interested, and then get very upset and ask for something different.  I used to try to leave on the new video a bit longer, but now, I just take it out.

Stage Two---Two or three days go by.  I don't mention the video.  Then, out of the blue, Janey finds it.  She shows her ability to read in that one specific situation by always knowing her videos apart, even if there are no pictures.  I am not sure how she does it, but she does, even new ones.  It might be font, or letters, or who knows what, but she does.  She brings the video to me, or if it's Netflix, often finds it on her own and puts it on.  I don't mention her previous reaction, and neither does she.  She watches it eagerly and seems to love it.

Stage Three---the video goes into heavy rotation.  We watch, for example, Toy Story day and night.  Janey memorizes it, and says bits of dialogue at random times.  If there are songs, she learns them by heart.  The video is on her mind all the time.

Stage Four---Janey is still enjoying the video, but is starting to get upset while viewing it a bit more.  Sometimes, she starts crying during it, and we use our set phrase "If a video is making you sad, we turn it off".  She will accept that at first, but then obsessively ask for the video, watch it a bit, and then cry again.

Stage Five----The video completely freaks Janey out.  She is terrified of any even slightly scary parts.  This is true of videos you would not even picture having any scary parts, like Kipper or Sesame Street.  She still asks to watch it now and then, but then gets hysterical waiting for the scary parts to come on.  The video is added to the pile of unwatched shows.

I think it takes quite a few viewing for Janey to understand to some extent the plot of shows she watches.  Her initial enjoyment is just based on learning the dialogue and songs, and watching the images.  As she watches the show over and over, she starts to get it more, and characters like Ursula the Sea Witch in The Little Mermaid or Sid the Bad Kid Next Door in Toy Story come alive for her, and they are pretty scary.

I've learned a few things from figuring this all out.  One is that with much repetition, exact repetition of the kind that videos provide, Janey learns first to repeat the elements, and then actually learns what is going on.  It's her way of progressing with learning.  Other people might first watch for plot, and then get so familiar with the show they start to memorize it, but Janey does that backwards.  The other is that when Janey suddenly gets upset, in other contexts, it might be something she's heard or seen a lot of times before that has now clicked in as scary.  For example, she recently became nervous about sirens, after hearing them for years.  I think she finally connected them to the fast vehicles with flashing lights, and they are finally scary to her.

It's interesting that echolalia, or delayed echolalia, seem like vital step in Janey's understanding of the videos for content.  Maybe repeating the lines in her head allows her to work on understanding them.  I wish she'd not have to get scared after the understanding kicks in, or maybe I wish videos didn't all seem to have a bit scary parts.  But gradually, in small ways, I sometimes feel like I'm starting to get Janey.

The storm and the screaming

We are in the middle of what the weather people keep reminding us is an historic storm here in the Boston area.  I was skeptical, but yes indeed, it's pretty bad looking out there, and they keep saying it's going to get a lot worse.  Driving has been banned, and it's a little cool looking at the major road we live on almost empty---like a tiny taste of living on a back road for just tonight.  I'm able to enjoy the view and the storm because Tony made it home.  He was away all week, and had to fly back into Boston today, which was a very, very iffy proposition.  He got an earlier flight than he planned, and made it home around 1 pm.  I was thrilled to see him.  Janey didn't have an extra bad week, but being a single parent even for a week of the three kids---it's more than I can do.  Or I shouldn't say that, because if I had to do it, I'd do it.  I'm being just like the "I don't know how you do it" people.  But I'm glad I don't have to do it.  It's very hard.  I don't get a break in the night when she wakes, I don't have some to ask to watch her for a while so I can rest or work, I don't have someone to laugh instead of cry with, I don't have a co-worker in the incredibly tough job that is Janey parenting.

Janey missed Tony.  It's hard to say how she feels, exactly, about him being gone, but I tried to prepare her, and then, throughout the week, remind her as I picked her up at school that he was "gone on an airplane trip, but Daddy will come back"  I made up a few songs, and repeated the basic message as much as I could---Daddy is gone for a while, but he will come back.  Today, when I knew he'd be home in just a few minutes, I told her "Guess who is coming home from their airplane trip?" and she said "Is it Daddy?"  I was thrilled with that.  I haven't heard her ask that kind of question before.

She was very happy to see Daddy, but within a few hours was screaming more than she had for a while.  I'm guessing it's a few things combined.  The weather is weird, and she must see that.  She was excited to the point of overexcited to be with Tony, and that can turn fairly quickly into overwhelmed screaming with her.  She also probably expected them to go out someplace right away, as they often do---an exciting trip to the store or something---and we are banned by law from going anyplace right now!  A little part of it might have had nothing to do with Tony.  She was playing for the first time in a while with the talking robot doll I got her for Christmas, and the doll, Serefina, says "If you're there, SAY SOMETHING!" which she kept repeating.  I asked her if that was scaring her, and told her we could put the doll away, and it might have been coincidence, but that seemed to calm her down.  I don't know if she totally gets that the doll isn't alive, and by coincidence, she's been watching Toy Story lately, which could possible put the idea of living toys in her head.  Who knows?  It's like a complex guessing game or mystery figuring out what is in her head, and one that has no answer key, so I never know for sure if I get it right.

We'll be riding out the storm for a few days here.  I hope we get through it without too much insanity.  I'm very thankful we're all together and warm and have enough food to last us.  Hope anyone else in the path of this winter monster does too!