Coming Home

The day we came home it was such a beautiful day and exciting day! We had no idea what was getting ready to turn our lives upside down. The hospital had told us the crying would calm down once he got home and got settled in to his surroundings!!! Ha Ha they were soooooo very wrong! Goose cried a lot, he did not sleep through the night, would not eat, nothing he was so miserable. I could calm him down with a bath and that was the only thing that worked (for a while) then that was over. I was working 60 hrs a week and not getting any sleep due to the fact he wanted me to hold him, not his mom or aunt just me. I thought he is just spoiled and I have got to stop holding him. Nope, that was not it at all. As Goose grew I knew something was going on with him. He would not eat or play he really made no noise at all and if anyone came to visit it was a nightmare. You could not make any loud noise and you had to almost fight him to get clothes on to go anywhere. I could not get anyone to understand (doctors, parents etc) that something was wrong. They would say "Oh he is just spoiled and he will get passed this stage!" He would want to play with the same toys all the time and watch the same cartoon over and over then he would act like what he just saw. There again the doctor laughed and said "Guess he just likes that cartoon it will pass". By the age of  (well I'm gonna guess here) about 2 he was not crawling or doing anything he should of been doing so I looked at the doctor and said "So is this just a phase and it is gonna pass?" I know I was being a smart ass but Oh well I was tired of being nice. I guess you know we then changed doctors! We went to a doctor I knew nothing about and hoped for the best. I don't usually go to a doctor that I know nothing about but went out on a limb I was desperate at this point. We walked in the office which made Goose very anxious since he had never been there and I didn't say a lot I wanted to see if the doctor would notice the fingers flicking and the anxiety level and SHE DID. We fought through a lot of battles to finally get a doctor who would listen and it still took over a year to see a doctor who would give us the diagnosis of "Autism". By the time we saw this doctor we were trying to potty train (now that was fun, not). The doctor was amazing he stayed with us for 4 hours and tons of questions,physical exam and watching before he gave us the Autism diagnosis. I just sat and cried and he let me! I knew nothing about "Autism" and had no idea what to do except Pray! He have me a lot of paper work and information that day but way to much for me to remember. I was overwhelmed and frustrated. Then I told myself "Stop acting crazy this is the same child you have been raising for 3 years now you want to panic!?" I will say the same doctor not only gave us the Autism diagnosis he gave us the OCD, anxiety disorder on that same day. It was a lot and I was just trying to take it all in and get all I could manage to retain so I could make sure Goose had all he needed to make it in a cruel and uncaring world.

They have taken Goose to the NICU and working on my daughter. The nurse said it would be a couple hours before we could come see Goose (which seemed like forever) so I went down to waiting room to tell everyone the heartbreaking news. In the waiting room were my parents,brothers, daughter,etc. and the other Nana and her mother. As I walked in the room you could feel the tension in the air they were all just waiting for me to come back. I slowly walked up to my Mom and she stood up and grabbed me and just held me a I cried like a baby. I slowly got myself together and informed the family and friends that Goose was in NICU and he had contracted the Strep B. Now the waiting began. I went back to check on my daughter and she was being sent to the heart floor and need a blood transfusion. Now I had Goose in the NICU and my daughter on the cardiology floor (this is exhausting just thinking about it all). I walked down the hall with tears flowing to just look in the window and see if I could get a glimpse of Goose. I did get to see him and his Dad and his entire family was with Goose and had told the nurse not to let me in. WOW now that was a slap in the face!!!!! This man had not been to but 1 doctor appt and you want to tell me I cant see my grandson???? Not NO but HELL NO!!!! I was mad now and it was not gonna be good. They had ask my daughter who would have the 2nd wrist band and she said "Mama" but another nurse gave it to Dad. I could not get in to see Goose I was devastated , what was I going to do???? I went to the Dad and ask him "Why did you take the wrist band?" He said "So you didn't get it (laughing)!" I turned and walked down the hall and the more I thought the angrier I was getting so I went back to him and said "Just so you know I will see my grandson and you or no one else will stop me!" My daughter was very upset but the doctor knocked her out to calm her down so I just sat with her and held her hand. We were stuck and there was nothing I could do but pray!! Dad and his family had left the hospital and we were stuck, my daughter was knocked out and was not allowed out of bed when she did wake up so we continued to sit, pray and wait. 

I would walk down to the NICU and stand outside in the hall and look in the window. The only thing I could see was his bed and part of his foot but I could at least look. I did this off and on all day long then go tell my daughter he was fine I say his foot move. She had ask the nurse if I could go see Goose but they said "You have to have a band". Finally, the Nurse at the NICU felt sorry for me. She kept seeing me stand out looking in the window and crying till she finally came out and ask me "Which baby is yours?" I told her which one and she wanted to know why no one had come to hold him or sit with him.I explained the situation and she said "Give me about an hour and let me see what I can do." I was so excited I cried all the way back to the room and told my daughter that I might get to see Goose and she told me "OK Mom quit crying so you can take pictures for me". Here we are waiting again but at least we had hope someone was gonna let me in.

The phone rings!!! I answer it with "Hello" and the voice on the other end says "Come see your grandson." Thank God I'm gonna see my Goose!!! wooooohooooo (Happy Nana) I am now walking back down the hall crying again (this time tears of joy). I get to the NICU and wash my hands put on the gown thing and go in the door. Geeeezzzzz didn't think my heart could beat so fast!! I walk over to a beautiful little boy with needles in him everywhere!! The Nurse grabbed a chair so I could sit down before I hit the floor. I was not prepared for what I saw but now we were together and everything was gonna be fine. I was not allowed to hold him but I could touch him to let him know I was there and I was happy for that. Something was better that nothing. So I talked to him about how much he was loved and how he was gonna have to fight . I told him about his toys and his room and anything I could think of. I was taking pictures non stop and then I had to go my daughter was not doing well. I got to her room and she would not even look at the pics I had taken. The Nurse came in and told us about an hour later that Goose needed a feeding tube and the doctor wanted my daughter to come to NICU and see if he would eat for her. I ask "Why will he not eat?" Nurse "He forgot how to suck." My daughter didn't want to go but we physically got her out of bed, put her in wheelchair and had to make her go.

We got to the NICU and they handed Goose to his Mom and he would not suck!! She handed him to me and I took him in my arms and kissed him and talked to him then it was time to put the bottle to his mouth. We only had an hour to get him to eat or he would have a feeding tube. I looked at him with bottle in hand and said "OK Goose take a drink for Nana cause I'm tired of crying and I love you buddy." He took 2 sucks!!!! Thank God we had another chance (not a big one but a chance). He did not have to have feeding tube!! 

The next day my daughter was sent home her heart rate was down and all was going good till they told us Goose could not come with us. He had to stay until he would eat. That was a hard 1 hour drive home. I called my parents and told them to take down all the decorations cause he was not coming home. Over the next week Goose stopped eating again and was jaundice and had to be put back on antibiotics for another infection. My daughter and I made the 1 hour trip daily to set with Goose and just be there with him. Goose had many ups and downs but 2 weeks later Goose was finally COMING HOME!!! 

The day our Journey finally began was one of the best and most stressful days of my life. His mom has a heart condition and Strep B so we had a room full of people. His mom had an ablation when she was 8 months pregnant and was the only woman to ever have this done so far along in pregnancy. She also had Braxton Hicks for 7 of the 9 months so before Goose ever got here he was going down in the record books. We did not know what would happen during birth due to the heart condition and a C-Section was not an option. So, now the fun begins!!!!!!!!!! 

His mom passed out multiple times and was hooked up to every monitor known to man (well not every one but to us it was) and a doctor we had never met is standing out in the hall argueing with the other doctor as to who is going to birth Goose. We found out that this birth was going in the record books and the doctor who had been with her through it all was suppose to be leaving and this other doctor was suppose to take over. Yes, this was a High Risk Pregnancy Group standing in the hall arguing with each other. The doctor came in and found out she had Strep B and hit the roof. He was very mad and said "We have got to get this baby out NOW"! The pushing has started and he is very big baby for her but she did it! WooooooHooooo now the fun begins!!! 

Goose is here and something is wrong (no they didn't say anything I just knew) I snapped a couple of pics and off to the waiting room to show the family. I showed my Mom and busted into tears. I told her "Something is wrong with him" she said "Why? What did they say?" I said "nothing I just know" and I left the room. I was walking down the hall and I heard someone say "Here comes her Mom". I looked up at that time and you couldn't even see the door there were so many people in the room. I walked in and my daughter handed Goose to me to hold and the NICU was waiting to take him. I went to hand him to the nurse with tears flowing and she said" Well Nana you didn't give him a kiss" I said "Can I?" she said " of course you can" so I gave him a kiss and told him to be strong for Nana and I loved him more than he could ever know. He opened his eyes and looked at me and then shut them back. I then handed my gorgeous grandson to a woman I didn't even know and I cried like a baby. Goose had strep B and that is life threatening to babies. He was going to NICU and Nana couldn't go!!! https://www.facebook.com/pages/Autism-fun-tags-offered-at-kaleidoscope-reflections/221411471272482?sk=photos_stream

Starting Over

I am gonna be working on this blog. Think I am going to start from the beginning and go forward. I think it would be more helpful (maybe to someone) if I explain our life experiences and how we handled them. It has been a long hard road for Goose and I and my family. Some days are really good and some days are really bad but you will be able to see how far we have came. It is a daily struggle but as long as Goose and I are together we get through it and persevere! Most people have someone they look up to and I guess my person would be Goose. He is amazing and I wander sometimes how a 6 year old handles all this when I break down and cry. The crazy part is when he sees Nana cry he is the one hugging me and telling me " Don't cry Nana, I Love you".  I am gonna start with the small things that made me wander what was going on and then continue from there. Hope to see your comments, questions or suggestions. Thanks for reading and God Bless!

The Difference

I have been ask so many  times the difference in Goose and a Normal child. First of all I think Goose is normal if there is such a thing. We all as humans have our issues so just because a doctor gives a person a diagnosis this means you are not normal?? If you watch your kids I guarantee you can relate the things they do to your own lives. Goose is Autistic he also has OCD, Anxiety Disorder,Selective Mutism,Transient Alteration of Awareness and Eating Disorder . Now lets think about this!! 


Goose likes to line his toys up,watch the same movie multiple times,repeat what they say in the movie, says things 3 times then he is done, gets mad easily, flicks his fingers when annoyed or scared, scared of the dark, wont talk to anyone, very attached to me, doesn't like crowds or loud noise, doesn't like costumes, will only eat certain food and has to be the right brand, now I'm gonna stop there cause I could go on and on. Now I'm gonna use me as an example just to prove a point.

I like my things in a certain way, If I enjoy a movie I will watch it more than once, I will repeat a line from a movie or an action, I sometimes say things 4 or 5 times before anyone listens, I sometimes get mad easily, I smoke more when annoyed or scared, I don't like the dark, I only talk to people if I want to, I am very attached to people, I hate crowds and jump if I hear a loud noise, I like certain foods more than others, so now I'm gonna stop with me. 

I don't have a diagnosis of Autism or any of the other issues Goose has so I guess I'm normal and he is not. I do know that Goose takes things to extreme but just trying to prove a point here. 

I know my grandson has some issues but that does not make him abnormal nor does it make any other Autistic child abnormal. They are who they are and we all have different personalities. I Love Him no matter what!! It is hard to deal with Autism or any other disability (child or adult) then to have to deal with stupidity just makes it more stressful. I know people ask the question due to the fact they know nothing about Autism. When I was a substitute teacher I always told my students " There is no such thing as a stupid question" so ask away and we will find an answer. I also told them "If you don't understand and don't ask how are you ever gonna know the answer" so I don't mind questions it is just the way people ask things. They don't think before they speak. So to whoever reads this before you get off line and think that lady is crazy just think about it. You also have a routine and likes certain things done a certain way.  I will end this with " Who is Normal"

Thanks for reading and God Bless!

II

What To Do???

Just sitting here thinking and realized I am lost. When my girls were 6 years old we were always going outside , shopping, playing with there friends, doing inside activities and now I am sitting here trying to figure out what to do with Goose to get him away from video games. 

I guess reality has hit me in the face. When the girls were little it was always ballet, cheer leading, basketball, tennis, going to sleepovers or having there little friends over to our house, skating,bowling, always doing something constructive and entertaining and I cant even get Goose to the grocery store! He does not like crowds or loud noise and if you come near him in a costume of any kind he will have a meltdown. He has been at the same daycare since he was a small baby and has 1 friend there and that is it. Mmmmmm amazing at the difference! The one thing I do know he likes is playing ball and just to brag he is very good at it but cant do that in the rain and cold. He does like Chuckie Cheese as long as Chuckie comes no where near him and he does complain about the noise but as long as I stay close to him he does have fun (but don't walk away). Oh well maybe we just hang around the house and try and art project and see what happens!!!

Thinking

I am sitting here this morning and my mind is racing. I met a lady on Facebook last night and she is just full of information I was amazed!! I would like to get in her head for a little while and figure all this out. My kids were mainstream kids the worse thing was Asthma when they were little now I have a grandson that I just cant figure out and it drives me crazy. I am not the Mom or the Dad I am the Nana and always thought that meant "spoil them and send them home" but reality set in and that is not what it means!!! He is such a blessing to me and he is my world. I have a lot of anger towards his parents and just when I think I have come to accept there selfish ways they do something else to remind me I haven't accepted anything yet. Goose (grandson nickname) saved my daughters life. My daughter has a heart condition and if she had not of gotten pregnant we would not of found it till it was to late. She had heart surgery at 8 months so she could get through the delivery and during this surgery we lost Goose he had no heart beat and no movement. They brought my daughter back to her room and gave us 15 min to talk to her and pray he would move. The doctors came back in the room to take her to delivery and when the doctor touched her belly Goose kicked him. I stood and cried I guess for 30 min or more and she just layed there like nothing had happened. The delivery was horrible and he was taken to NICU and she was taken to the heart floor. They give you wrist bands so you can get into the NICU and the Dad took the wristband so I couldn't have it and left the hospital and didn't come back so I could not get into NICU to see Goose. The nurse felt bad for me so she took me to the NICU to find out Goose needed a feeding tube cause he didn't know how to suck. The doctor went and got my daughter to see if Goose would eat for her and she held him for a min and handed him to me. I looked down at him and said "OK Little Man you need to eat for Nana so I can take you home and spoil you" he open his eyes and took 2 sucks from the bottle. I sat and cried again!! He stayed for a week and we went home. We went daily and sat with him. I would sing to him and rock him and my daughter would say "Mom everyone can hear you" I said "Good than Goose can hear me also". How can you walk away from your child the child that saved your life on top of that?? She is now pregnant again even though she was told she would probably never be able to have another child. When I read other post it is the Mom or the Dad who is asking for help or advice and I am neither I am the Nana so just got to get my head around that. Maybe it will be to our benefit since I have been down this road as far as raising a child 2 times and now. To anyone who reads this I am here for help,friendship,advice or even criticisms and to help,friend,advise and possibly criticize. God Bless You all from the most blessed Nana in the world.

Was Gonna Quit

Well I started this blog to be able to share our lives with possibly people who understand. My 1st comment was that the story was not a lot of help. I had only posted 1 blog maybe 2 so I got a little discouraged and was gonna quit. I have now changed my mind. I am not a doctor or scientist I am a Nana who is raising my grandson who has Autism. I do accept any sugggestions or questions ( good or bad) and I dont easily get offended by anyone so dont worry about that. I was not offended by the comment that was left I just wanted to clarify what this blog is about. We as parents, grandparents and caregivers have enough doctors telling us what we should and shouldn't do I am just here to share, make friends and help anyone I can help. A lot of times we all feel alone like there is no-one in the world who could possibly understand but this blog is to let you know that we are all in this so why not help each other out. Thank You for reading this and God Bless!

Common Sense

Hope everyone is having a great day!! Jayden and I had a good morning until we got to school. His teacher keeps sending home notes to tell me he is not doing his work in the morning and will not speak at all but he does good after Lunch. I found out she is taking his morning snack since he is not doing all of his work. They do not eat lunch until 12:15 so he is going all day with nothing to eat. Im not sure why it was so hard to figure out that he is hungry and that is why you are getting nothing out of him. This is one of the few problems I deal with on a daily basis. He doesn't talk much (selective mutism) so if something is wrong you have to figure it out . They always assume it has something to do with Autism when he is still a little boy just like the rest of the class and he gets hungry. You don't have to be Autistic to get hungry. Sorry guess I needed to vent today. I just think sometimes people don't  use common sense. He is not a disability or statistic he is a 6 year old little boy. To think any child has to stay at school hungry just because they can't get the work done as fast as the other kids just gets me upset. Im done for now so have a great day and God Bless! Please keep us in your prayers.

Autism

I will be blogging about my life raising my Autistic Grandson. I know this may not be interesting to a lot of people but you never know when your life will be Blessed with an Autistic Child. It is a struggle on a daily basis and I guess this is my way of talking to someone. He is 6 years old and is Autistic with Selective Mutism, OCD, Anxiety,Possible Seizures. He is in 1st grade and in main stream. I never thought I would be raising a child fulltime at my age but I am and I love him dearly. I want to help educate people about Autism and let them know that they are not alone.

New to Blogging

I am new to all of this so any help or suggestions anyone has would be great!