Originally Posted by mammabyrdie
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Welcome to our thread! Your son sounds amazing! I'm happy he gets special and general eduction. What a blessing that your mom is a special Ed teacher too. Hugs to you and to him. If you watch the olympics tonight remember that Michael Phelps is ADD too.
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mammabyrdie, I'd like to chime in as the aunt of a young man with Asperger's syndrome. He is now in his early thirties.
When he was small, the diagnosis "Asperger's" didn't officially exist. He is one of six children from a family where Dad was a university prof and Mom a linguist.
He read by age three, played chess by age four. Mom and Dad said, smart kid, but nothing worth writing home about. The fact that he didn't like to be cuddled or interacted much really didn't register, with all the other children in the household.
It became alarming when Kweku started kindergarten. He became mute. His mom stood by the gate and watched him as he sat alone on the grass, refusing to interact with the other children. She said it damn near broke her heart to watch him there, so alone. He was going to be tested, to see if he was "retarded".
Finally, after years of asking "What's the matter with our child?" there was a diagnosis. Asperger's. There was creativity in that child's mind beyond belief, but at the same time an inability to do everyday tasks. I remember him at age nine, not being able to tie his shoelaces, but inventing stories with a vocabulary so far beyond his years. He ran hot or cold, either tearing through the house from basement to attic, up and down, up and down, or else slumped motionlessly in a corner with a book.
Once he made it through puberty, which was a very difficult stretch of time, it was as if someone had flipped a switch. He isn't Mr. Popularity by any means, he still has problems "reading" others and interacting comfortably face to face. But - he has carved a niche for himself, works in IT from his own tiny apartment where he can keep interactions with others to a level that is comfortable for him.
All I'm trying to say, moms and dads of special needs children... here is my deepest respect for all the love and caring and courage, the many late nights, the everyday worries, often the fear for the very life of your child, worries about your child's future - that many of us "other" parents will never know.
Bless you.