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  • What could possibly go wrong?

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    • Massive floods, mudslides and road closures, so my partner is stuck in BC until tomorrow. Also, I pinched my hand in the nutcracker and have a blood blister.

      At least I have kale chips.
      “If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.” --Audre Lorde

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      • Gripe: It's been over 100 degrees today and I've had to be out and about in it in a dark green, non-air-conditioned car. I'm feeling nauseous, weak and grumpy as hell. Add to that the 81,000+ acre High Park wildfire burning just west of town's smoke haze x 2weeks......haven't felt this bad since dropping SAD!

        Commiseration #1: I, too, have a special-needs kid (Mr Devin is 18 now) that we almost have to physically restrain because he LURRVES everybody! He very much wants to speak to everyone he sees but speaks "Devin-ese" which only a few of us can barely decipher -- makes grocery store trips a lot of fun. Fortunately, only one or two people out of 100 seem to be of the "ooh, ick, yuck" mindset when it comes to him. As a matter of fact, we're convinced that his purpose is to put smiles on faces that are normally gloomy!

        Commiseration #2: That Mommy mindset thing...why can't we moms learn to talk to each other rather than assume the other knows what we mean? I've been both the "burner" and the "burnee" on this front more than once. Everyone was raised and raises their kids at least slightly differently -- not more or less 'right' -- just different.

        #3: People who take-take-take without ever giving back...then wonder why they're left friendless and end up moving to a new venue of folks that they can start using. I contrast these with folk who are in a rough spot and are temporarily needy and you're able to give them a hand (I've a friend in this situation right NOW). There have been times that we've been that needy family and have been blessed beyond our needs -- but I'm sure that some people on the outside see us as 'users' since we DID have to ask and accepted the help.
        This friend that I'm helping now has been through some really tough personal crud, lost her job, had to move back from another state, is trying to beat an addiction and regain the love and respect of her child. Yeah, I would have rather had this weekend to totally veg out of the hot sun and away from the smoke, but ya gotta do what your heart feels is right!
        She's totally amazed at the outpouring of generosity and support from people she's helped in the past -- and some she doesn't even know! Doesn't she realize that other folks feel the same way she/we do about helping your fellow human beings? We've become such a society of "let the government take care of 'em" that when someone gets a little personal hand up, they're blown away.
        Started 7/5/11 at 274 lbs
        Now 214 -- that's 60 lbs!
        Goal 160 lbs -- last time there was in junior high!


        "The problem with socialism is that eventually you run out of other people's money." (Margaret Thatcher)

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        • Originally posted by CattyB View Post
          He very much wants to speak to everyone he sees but speaks "Devin-ese" which only a few of us can barely decipher --.
          Is your son in a position to use an AAC device? My daughter has one. Makes a lot of difference. If you don't know what this is: AAC stands for Augmentative and Alternative Communication. Basically a computer loaded with software that does the speaking for a non-verbal person. MANY different software programs and several companies making the "boxes" (the actual computer). It almost doesn't matter what disability set your son has or even how rough he can be - some boxes are made industrial-grade tough to withstand real life, and there are so many programs around because non-verbal folks come in all cognitive levels and differing ability to organize information.

          If you want more info, send me a private message and I will send you the contact information for my daughter's Technology Services specialist (who is also a CCC-SLP). I have seen regular moms buy set-ups for their kids alone, but this doesn't really work well in the end. There are too many variables: cognitive level, physical access (like some folks may need infrared pointers for quadriplegia, etc), lifestyle, willingness to use the device at all, some training so AAC user realizes the potential of the device, sheer language needs, etc. Even with all the apps being written today, I would still contact a specialist.

          Your son sounds well-loved. Good job!!
          I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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          • People who sit in their office on loud speaker. Really? Are you that important yu can't pick up your phone?

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            • My gripe is with fat, out of shape people who say the way I eat isn't healthy...Really?
              Today is a new day. You will get out of it just what you put into it. If you have made mistakes, there is always another chance for you. And supposing you have tried and failed again and again, you may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing we call 'Failure' is not the falling down, but the staying down.

              Mary Pickford

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              • Originally posted by lambchop View Post
                People who sit in their office on loud speaker. Really? Are you that important yu can't pick up your phone?
                There were two in my old office that cracked me up. We could all hear both sides of the conversation becuse their offices were side-by-side. Come on, people, just stick your heads out the door.
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                • Hey, CCakes!
                  He's had various pointer boards, learned sign language, used software (mostly at school) and mostly has M&D wrapped around his little fingers by forcing us to learn his way -- lol!
                  He's understandable enough once you listen for a while...especially when he's either repeating questions/statements ("whaz-goin-on-here?"/"nize-shoes") or uses the point and make-an-appropriate-noise (angry, sad, happy, excited) method.

                  He IS well loved by both his dad and I...and his 15yo brother. It's not unusual to see us in a store together all giving/getting hugs and even giving 'Devin kisses' on top of the head (Devin and I always seem to be the recipients -- we're both 5'4" while DH and Bro are over 6'!)

                  Mebee THAT's my GOTD... I'm a vertically challenged, gravity enhanced Mama who just don't get no respect!
                  Started 7/5/11 at 274 lbs
                  Now 214 -- that's 60 lbs!
                  Goal 160 lbs -- last time there was in junior high!


                  "The problem with socialism is that eventually you run out of other people's money." (Margaret Thatcher)

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                  • Went to the doctor's today, got told that soy milk is a good source of calcium (among other things, to be fair). Got my Tdap vaccine (no idea when my last was) and my shoulder is SUPER sore. Bad gas/intestinal pressure all night and day due to Indian food for dinner yesterday. At least my gripes are petty today!
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                    • Finally got a call back from the doctor's office after my post-concussion MRI friday.

                      I don't know what poor guy they roped into calling me, but he really didn't know the big words at all, and he was reading it straight from the other doctor's report. I swear, I almost started helping him sound them out. But at least he was nice.

                      According to the guy, everything is fine. Oh, except there's some damage, but nothing that would cause memory loss.

                      Well, gee, that's great since memory loss never was much of an issue in my case. You guys just kept insisting it was. MY biggest gripe was unexplained weight gain, lethargy and extreme irritability. Aren't YOU glad the moodiness has pretty much resolved itself.

                      So I asked for the location of the damage. "They didn't say."

                      Really???

                      Went back to the place that did the MRI and they handed me a disc in 10 minutes, no charge, with all of the pictures on it.

                      Looked up the same report online (in this medical group eveything goes online the minute a human sees it) and found the damage is "adjacent to the right occipital horn of the lateral ventricle". Yeah, I know. Big words.

                      From what I read in another part of the report, I'm thinking there's thyroid damage as well, but I'm still using layman's Google-fu for now.
                      Durp.

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                      • My coworkers and their awful tastes in music. Every goddamn day it's an infinite loop of Creed, Eminem, DMX, Staind and Three Days Grace, and I'm this | | close to killing everyone and then myself.

                        But soon I'll be in charge of the prep kitchen (and thus its ipod dock), and I'm going to make them pay dearly for what they've done.
                        “The whole concept of a macronutrient, like that of a calorie, is determining our language game in such a way that the conversation is not making sense." - Dr. Kurt Harris

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                        • I'm almost out of eggs and my egg dealer isn't delivering until Thursday. Two days and four eggs...not sure I can make that work without breaking down and buying a dozen at Safeway even though I know they will suck in comparison.
                          “If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.” --Audre Lorde

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                          • My gripe: This is for Saturday and Sunday. Why don't parents mind their children in public anymore?

                            On Saturday we had dads totally ignoring their kids as their kids sat in the street blocking a parade. People pushing floats and dancing up the street had to go around them. Once in a while, parade volunteers would push them back to the curb, but they'd immediately go back and sit right in the street and make all the parade performances go around them. If they had been my kids I would have forced them to sit on the curb like everybody else.

                            On Sunday we had to deal with a kid (at a restaurant) who got his dad to beat on his back while he went Aahhh Aaahhhh Aaahhhh for like 10 minutes. Then he ran around the table and around and around and around and then swung himself from our table and his dad's chair before they finally stopped him from being so obnoxious.

                            What is the matter with people? My parents would have spanked my bare bottom and taken me home if I had done any of that.
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                            • Originally posted by CattyB View Post
                              Hey, CCakes!
                              He's had various pointer boards, learned sign language, used software (mostly at school) and mostly has M&D wrapped around his little fingers by forcing us to learn his way -- lol!
                              Very cool! We use total communication, too. I just have a thing for letting folks know what choices are out there these days. My daughter used to bang her head against doors, walls, my sternum (ever had bruises on the sternum???), tables... anything hard for sheer communication frustration, and I still tear up when I think too hard on those days past. Whenever a kid comes across my path who has serious communication issues I always do the "do you know EVERYTHING that is available these days?!?!" thing, so thanks for not getting offended.
                              I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                              • Originally posted by sbhikes View Post
                                Then he ran around the table and around and around and around and then swung himself from our table and his dad's chair before they finally stopped him from being so obnoxious.

                                What is the matter with people? My parents would have spanked my bare bottom and taken me home if I had done any of that.
                                I'll tell you a family story - my aunt and uncle have a daughter (my cousin, duh). This cousin married and had a daughter of her own, I"ll call her Kelly (not her real name). Kelly's dad is Canadian, Mom is an American, and the family lives in Canada, so visits are special cuz they don't happen easily. Well, on one of the visits, this girl spent a decent part of the evening LEAPING from the couches to the end tables to the coffee table and back again. In full view of the father. Who did absolutely nothing.

                                My uncle, being everything but a priest in his Episcopal church and a conservative man and father, finally had enough after asking numerous times. So he took matters into his own hands - he walked over to the young lady and bodily plucked her off his furniture and placed her onto the floor. This kid was no toddler at the time...

                                Kelly's father was so incensed at this action that he immediately packed his family up and drove right back to Canada early. I heard later, from my cousin herself (Kelly's mom), that this man will also let Kelly walk willy-nilly through restaurants upsetting anything she pleases, so until Kelly's father learns something about child care, there will be no further children - and there haven't been.

                                Don't know what the father went through as a kid - maybe he had brutally controlling parents or something (I barely know him)?? But good for my uncle!!!

                                One of the best parenting bits of advice I ever got was this: YOU MUST SAY NO TO A KID - IT IS THE BEGINNING OF SELF-CONTROL.
                                I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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