I can’t write today even though I love it and need to blog. I’m tired and it is very cold outside blowing a gail. Its freezing. It’s been bucketing down overnight. I can’t believe how much actual rain there is and Zak is going on a school excursion, to the Zoo today, with assistance of his father.
Confusion. “He doesn’t have Autism”! And the teacher at school is waving a red flag. Get his hearing checked. Go to Speech Pathologist. Go to Peadiatrician. Does he have enough traits to fit the criteria for Autism Spectrum. In the grand scheme of things does it matter? No! This piece of the jigsaw doesn’t fit here. It fits there. No it does not but ….?! You are supposed to do this and you are doing that?! Its ok because Zak and Oscar are my sons. I accept them as they are. To be realistic, I don’t understand. I don’t understand and this is driving me crazy. It doesn’t fit. My kids struggle at school. I can’t hear. I can’t process.
O rightio! So can you hear me? Yes Mum! But I think you can only hear parts of the words that I say and not the complete word. Is that it?!
The Speechy helps me understand that Zak only hears parts of words and it is the same for Oscar. I find out that instructional video’s o “How to..” do things is what is needed. I find jollyphonics. I find many things and some of them are useful.
Written and Authorised by Jane Muras, 4 Henry st, Hectorville, SA 5073 Candidate for Hectorville Ward CCC 2018