Living
with autism: Ron Michael's Journey
By Lee Quesada
[The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on: nor all thy
Piety nor Wit shall lure it back to cancel half neither a line, nor all
they tears wash out a word of it. The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayam]
The Journey [Destination: An
outside World called 'normal']
Someone once said there are three partners in every birth of a life:
God, Father and Mother. Somewhere in there is a fourth partner called a
'caregiver'. All four would be Ron's partners for life because the
bonding that evolved during the time of daily care becomes a
never-ending, ongoing harsh and inescapable reality.
[Click
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page] I was Ron's
caregiver from the time he was diagnosed with autism in the form of
Asperger's syndrome. Ron was a healthy, happy baby. The minute you meet
him you already knew
this baby had a lot of love to give to the world. At 2½ years old
he became quieter. He would play by himself all day. One day he crawled
a few steps downstairs where slippers and shoes were scattered on the
floor. He accurately paired each and lined them together into a perfect
circle. Books immediately fascinated him. In fact, everything fascinated
him from pictures in the newspapers to writings and posters on the wall.
He was not yet 3 years old. He would take each
book from the bookshelves, one by one lined each that filled the entire
hallway.
At a dinner party, Ron's parents was
approached by the family doctor and suggested they have Ron be diagnosed
at the Sick Kids Hospital as soon as possible as he was displaying
'autistic features', the family doctor, noted. Ron's parents took him to
the Hospital for Sick Children for diagnosis. From that day on it was
never ending appointments to specialists, behavioral therapists, speech
pathologists, the Geneva Center for Autism in Eglinton & Yonge, to
autism workshops and seminars. The experts said that Asperger's is the
high-functioning syndrome of autism. It means we have such high hopes
for Ron, although handicapped in verbal as well as non-verbal
communication. The speech therapist was very optimistic. After seeing
Ron he told us Ron is capable of talking but it may be just delayed. So,
since we were told that Ron is a gifted autistic hope opened in us all
kinds of possibilities to seek, find and use all forms of
resources available i the city. And that was what Ron's parents, Jun &
Lucy started to pursue with intensity and drive.
 Mom and Dad:
"Only God knows our true needs and
anguish. But God provided us with wisdom and abilities we never knew we
had. Then, somehow along our journey with our son, in both his and our struggle to be
as normal as he could, we've already discovered and always hear God saying, 'It's
really going to be okay, for I will walk with you all the way!"
There comes a time in every parent's life
when they need to turn their child over to the world. Right away, Ron's
parents took advantage of all resources available at the Hospital for
Sick Children and the Geneva Centre for Autism in Toronto at Eglinton
Ave. Resource and Assistant teachers and speech therapist came to us in
our house and shared our journey with Ron in his baby years. Workshops,
seminars, tests, support groups, programs and therapies crowded Ron's
calendar of appointments. We learned from experts that "while it may
seem somewhat distant from the classic mother-child or caregiver-child
interactions so important to growing toddlers, especially under age 7,
the overall health of community is also a powerful determinant of what
makes a child healthy".
Ron's mom took this to heart and spent a
lot of time, with her husband totally behind her, bonding with Ron as
the three of them bonded with the outside world, mainly their community
as a whole. They took Ron with them everywhere they go to visit, to
simply walk, to shop, to visit friends and relatives at parties. Their
were lots of difficulties and lots of embarrassing scenes. Ron as a baby
and a little boy could not adjust to normal events. The crowded room,
the noise, the sound all seem to overwhelm him, he would cover his ears,
got upset and ended in an 'autistic' tantrum. His mom and dad would
simply had to leave as Ron struggle sobbing and screaming, sometimes
amidst glaring and angry eyes of people around them who did not
understand that Ron was different and instantly assumed his parents are
poor parents and even suspect of abusing their child. However,
regardless of every consequence like this, Ron's mom and dad never gave
up. They continued to brave the 'cruel' and misunderstanding world, they
continue to share Ron with the big outside world.
The Caregiver
[Tons of silent prayers in the terrifying
voyage through a strange world of so much unknown and mystery. one could
only guess and feel what is inside the 'special brain' of this child.]
A resource teacher came to the house once
a week. I watched intently while the teacher interacted with Ron. The
interaction was overwhelming and very new to me. It is a form of
Behavioral Modification Therapy. I learned that a babies brain learns
more rapidly during their first seven years of their lives. From then on
their brain tissues hardens and subjective and perceptive learning slows
down. The toddler's brain is use-dependent so the more that it is
experiencing the stronger it makes the connection to a given experience
that is being learned. In the absence of those experiences, connections
do not happen at all. It means that as a caregiver Ron's learning
experience will depend on how I give his instructions and how he picks
up everything in what I say, how I say it, how I act and how I show my
emotions. Everything that I am and what I do and say everyday as I care
for him will have a strong influence in his growth and development. This
was most scary for me. Amid daily uncertainty, I constantly prayed to be
'perfect' for Ron's sake.
The first time I saw Ron's violent tantrum
...to be continued.
Under construction! :-( Thank you for your patience.
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