Many people here know my grandson is autistic, and is in a programme to help him since he was two years old. He is high functioning ie able to go to school and learn with a regular class. He does well. He just "graduated" from kindergarten and will be in 1st grade this school year.
Having said that, I love my grandson with everything I have and would defend him to the death if anybody threatened a hair on his head.
Max has a "helper" (I don't know her official title) who means the world to me and is like family and helps my daughter with all his problems. She was a lifesaver to me yesterday.
I had worked yesterday and every bone in my body ached, especially my legs and feet. So I put them up on another chair and Max decided that was the chair he wanted. He didn't ask nicely, if I had I would have taken my feet down.
We are not supposed to give way to others, when they feel the world revolves around them. Max is autistic, and his ongoing programme is to help him see there are others around him and he must share and must not demand and be given everything he wants on a silver platter.
Well to cut a long story short I was hit, kicked, punched, smacked, had things thrown at me and he went and got a toy machine gun and shot me with it. I kept staring at him and when I looked at his eyes, my grandson was not there. Somebody else was behind his eyes and that somebody was in a rage and didn't recognise me as their grandmother.
That scared me more than anything and I am still shook up about it. If anybody hits me I just sit there and hope it will go away but the somebody behind my grandson's eyes just hept hitting and kicking and clawing at my arms and screaming at me
Luckily his helper showed up and explained to me that Max was in another world when he went into rages like that and I must get up, go into his bedroom where he will follow me, and tell him to punch a pillow and get it out of his system. Then shut the door and go away until he was done.
This is the same loving kid who puts his arms around me and says he loves me and sticks to me like glue and would do anything for me if I ask the right way.
I was truly scared yesterday, more scared than I have ever been in my life because I avoid bad situations as much as I can but this one was right in my face. Some stranger was in my house beating me up and all I could do is sit there.
The helper took him to her house for a couple of hours and he was like gold. Ate supper and everything. Later on he hugged my neck and told me he loved me and his eyes were the eyes I recognised from the day he was born
God help me
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