We Did It!

All of us did it! Every sister who asked almost every single day how the day went, if there was any improvement in the children’s challenging behaviour, if I was able to sleep (No), if the twins slept (We’ve double diapered Reo and she’s been quiet. And so, her sister has also stayed asleep.) Plus she’s on meds that help with sleep. Oh yes, that.

Let’s get to that first. Last Monday, I took Twin A, Naynay aka Neilo aka Oreneile for an assessment. I’d filled in the Connor’s questionnaire as her teacher and my husband did the “parent” one. I also did the M-Chat assessment. I added all the observations of autistic behaviour I’ve made over the years, and emphasised the current challenges- I can’t teach because she interrupts me, she thinks she’s also the teacher and takes over, her violence that comes extremely unexpectedly when nobody is even doing anything that should cause harm or she has not asked for anything we have denied… Her irregular speech errors, “What are you going?” instead of, “ Where are you going?” And, “Where you went?” And, “What are you doing a?” Or, “What are you doing the?”

The extreme hyperactivity and inability to focus. Insisting on doing formal school work (We believe in delayed academics), but saying the work is boring and moving pages ahead, or doing her own thing like writing letters on a page teaching her letter recognition when nobody told her to. Her taking over and teaching ME… And her interrupting her siblings as they learn.

I mentioned the excessive role playing. She don’t play pretend, she becomes a character she has learnt about and is that person in her head. “I don’t want to wear a top. Pharaoh doesn’t wear one!”

That day, she decided she was an elephant. I didn’t even try talk her out of it. It was (is) part of her constellation of symptoms, after all! And after her head was messed, weight taken (She hasn’t ever seen him. She doesn’t get doctor sick, she goes big/breaking her elbow jumping on her bed and then her arm the following test jumping on a trampoline and falling off both times.) She has horribly changing moods-laying out and hurting others for no discernible reason after having just laughed with them. Very sudden and distressing.

I also mentioned her prodigious memory. She had the memory of an elephant!! Can be so caring. She kisses my back and prays for me. She tells me to rest. She tells me to lock my bedroom door so her more violent sister doesn’t come pull me everywhere and anywhere, stacking me when I can’t give her what she wants.

After an hour observation, talking to her, talking to me, witnessing her busy-ness and sudden requests to wash her very clean hands, everything showed that she indeed she has autism, ADHD, extreme pathological avoidance. I was shaken by the word ‘extreme.’ I guess in so used to everything being too much that I didn’t realise it really was too much! Every single child is on the extreme when it comes to behavioral challenges that leave me so tired and alone that I b never paused to think, “Why is out PDA so much worse than it could be?” It’s more the older two who exasperate me because I know things could be better, they would be helpful if they were neurotypical and their actual age developmentally. Why suck ink and spread it everywhere on the floor, on your vest… Why throw clothes out the window and make awful messes every single hour?? Why resist so much? Why the screaming? Why does their sister pull only me so much and.. and why can’t I ever REST???”

We’ve begun on a very small dose of ADHD meds and mood stabilizer which also happens to boost sleep. Both girls are on melatonin, SleepVance but we were still struggling. Waking up for HOURS and being loud about it.😆 She’s also on allergy meds as us her minimal talking twin and minimal talker is on another med that send to help with sleep as well. We shall see how to shift things around. So far, no positive change in her behavior.

Back to us! We did it! Yesterday was injection day again. My regular commenter who once sent money even keeps track of the days as the injection day draws in. I’m the one sticking the needle in, but they are the ones who show care and concern every single day. The one who listens to my cries when in do open up. We did it! Four straight months-NO STOPPING!!! )With Enbrel I never even reached two months!

I don’t know yet if it’s starting to work. This just could be the end of a flare and it will become extremely bad again. The fatigue (extreme exhaustion and wanting to lie down began again yesterday after a few days of my having to remind myself to calm down because doing too much would trigger n more pain the next day.) But.. I had a better week where I didn’t beg to die and pain meds actually did reduce the pain a bit. But since yesterday morning, that has changed. Still not bad enough to wish to die though, so I’m pretty chuffed for now. Praying I get better. We got to a whole four months! Thank God for that privilege! I hope this is the treatment that shows this all down and helps my lungs and kidneys too.🙏🏾❤️