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Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Love is in the air! Get your gift now ❤️

As I sit here, it's nearing Valentines Day.  I'm sure my husband has something grand planned, but just in case he or any other significant others need ideas, I offer to you.. The key to a woman's heart.


Of course that's nothing new... But some of the items I've seen available really get me excited!

I'm sure you've seen people wear necklaces with their name.  They are beautiful and often times distinct.
Have you ever seen one done in Arabic?  To be able for a person to provide a necklace in their native language, to me, shows the hallmark of a great company.
Someone is truly thinking here!

They offer bracelets.  Lots of bracelets.  My favorite has to be the love and memory projection bracelet.  This this is AMAZING.  They take your picture, and somehow, the stone inside can project not only your photo but also words.  Look!

I would love to have my favorite picture of my husband and I, projected with I love you in 100 languages!!

Photo charms
These are gorgeous options for someone who really has an important moment.
They can take your photo and ENGRAVE it on a charm!

And even stuff for your friends, but not that kind of friend!
Check out these bracelets! They offer so many customizable options.  I love this one... It's so simple, yet so poignant. A letter, representing your best friend.  Wear it as a bracelet or necklace, show your pride in your friendship!

If I was shopping for myself, I would definitely pick this for my collection.
My family means EVERYTHING to me.  That means that my husband and my sons are IT.
This necklace is unique and exciting to me.  I love the options and opportunities it presents.  You can literally do ANYTHING!!!

Usually, my husband gets me a stuffed bear in a new color and size, per my wishes, but I may just make an exception, and ask for jewelry this year.
Our anniversary is 4 days after Valentines Day, so I can always ask for more, and get it! ❤️

Here are a few things I'd love to have!!
First, a family tree necklace.  If can hold a bunch of names, giving even bigger families options!  Comes in a multitude of colors, options, can be made as a ring, necklace, charm... In so many different options it's dizzying.  There are over 100 ways you can make your family tree.

Another one I discovered, really hits home.  It's so simple, yet so completely unique. Names are reused.  This is life. There are not many TRULY unique names...however a fingerprint. That is unique.
This necklace is so beautiful to me, yet, still so simple.  That this company thought to use a fingerprint...  It really shows their desire to put forth quality products.

Check them out!

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

Gavin McHugh - Christopher on 9-1-1 TV show

If you don't know who Christopher is I worry that the rock you've lived under thus far, needs shifting.  Because he is someone you ought to know of.

Prime time FOX drama 9-1-1 follows a cast of first responders - Firefighters, EMTs and Police, along with the 911 dispatch operators, who save lives every day.
That, in itself, not new.
But where this show deviates from the social norms, is where it becomes the absolute BEST in the world of special needs.

Gavin McHugh is an actor with Cerebral Palsy.  He is TREMENDOUS.  So is the show, for casting someone with special needs, to play a special needs character.
Plenty of shows are changing popular culture, and challenging the norms, by including plot lines, characters and the like, that involve special needs people, but unfortunately, they are usually played by an actor.  A double actor....lol
This time, they did it RIGHT.

Gavin is an extraordinary addition to the already amazingly casted 9-1-1.

But... When this season started with the tsunami... The character of Christopher became much more front an center.
Previously, Christopher was a small part... A hi and bye type. Which, for what it was, worked.
But they did something all together different... And it worked.

This last episode, where Christopher is found, after the tsunami, safe and sound, was... Heart wrenching.  Gut checking.  Until the last few minutes, we were sure it was ending horribly.
The honest tears in his father's eyes, as Buck fails to explain what happened... If you didn't cry... I'm worried about you.

Yes, this post is out of the norm for me... But, I felt so moved after this last episode, that I needed to say something.

Inclusive is not something
that is the NORM yet. This is so unfortunate... Not only for our special needs kids, but for us, too.  Kids with different abilities have SO MUCH TO Offer... Yet, the stigma and unknowing, around these needs, has been so overwhelming in stopping progress.

While I love that Hollywood is trying, the reality is, the bulk of any special needs work is down syndrome.  The problem here, is that starts labeling things.

The other day, some jerk called my son the R word.  I got UNHINGED.
He tried explaining himself, because, according to Websters dictionary, my Don "fit the definition".

What's funny, is he does not, but that another conversation.
The issue is, that "special needs" does not fit into this neat and tiny box they seem to want to use.

Special needs is not LIMITED to autism and down syndrome.  Special needs is just that.  Anyone who has needs, different from the "typical"
This is not JUST developmental delay, but physical delay/issues, mental, emotional, social... The list is endless.

We need to, as a culture, get past this labeling that we do, where special needs is just this, or that. 
"You aren't special needs because you don't fit the xyz definition."

It's ridiculous.

To Fox. I commend you.  Making shows is not just ratings.  It's people.  It's lives.  It's stretching peoples minds to show what is... Not just what WAS.

To Gavin, I thank you.  You make us all so proud.  Besides your acting skills being phenomenal, you show all SN kids that ANYTHING is possible.  And, it is.

Thursday, September 12, 2019

My boy is 14 today!

It's an amazing thing, when your kid, has a birthday.

Facebook reminds of of posts we made, years before.
Pictures we've posted
How they've aged, and changed.

I've seen my son grow from a rambunctious kid, into a sweet hearted, amazing teen.
His growth this past year, has been tremendous....

I'm so proud of my boys

This is his "I'm so cool
Look.  Lol.

I took a video, but he's never quite sure what pose to use.

  This is his "this IS my smile, mom" look.  Which simply means, I'm not sure how to be...

Can't get my formatting right today.  Thx blogger.  Lol

Anyway, he had a good day.  Neighborhood moms gifted us a cake and ice cream, which we gave out to kids in the complex.  I'm having another surprise setup for him, for his party at his grandma's... But I'm not going to spoil the surprise.  He's a teen.  I don'tdon't put it past him to read my blog lol!!!

Thanks for hanging in there, my loved readers...

Y'all rock.  ♥️♥️♥️

Thursday, August 15, 2019

THINGS can get better. THEY CAN.

So a lot of my past posts, have been about my sons anger issues... We've spent so much time, energy, blood (literally), sweat and tears, dealing with this, that to be able to post, this post... Is the light at the end of the tunnel that I never saw as a possibility.

I'll recap, first.  From the age of 3, our son, would hurt us.  Get angry, laugh... Didn't matter.  
Doctor #1, said he was a "spirited child". He'd grow out of it.

Doctor #2, said that she didn't think we should worry, that it was "environmental"
That PCIT (parent child interaction therapy) would fix the issue.  After a while, they realized that wasn't the case, as we interacted fine.

Soon, theythey "released" us... Even though things weren't better... They have a "short term" program.

By now, he's 6.  Nothings getting better... He's stronger.  He hits, kicks, throws things...

New doctor, nothing.  Doctors 3, 4 and 5, were useless. 

Dr 7, finally prescribed him an anxiety medication, Prozac. However, NEVER RAISED it above the starting dose.  For several years... Kept him there.  Even thoughthough, he was a BIG kid... He wouldn't increase it.

By now, he's 11 and 12...hes choking me, to the point I nearly pass out. I have more bruises than body parts.  I've gotten bloody noses n lips, thought about calling the police, and even considered inpatient mental health...
But, I knew it wasn't the answer. 

Then, I talked to a friend.  Dr 8.  She Understood. She was empathetic.  Understanding. She knew the previous Doc was incorrect in his medical treatment...

So, she agreed to see and treat our son.  Free.  Our ins didn't cover her, and we couldn't afford her, otherwise. But she's a dear friend, so she was willing to help.  The first thing she did, was prescribed a mood stabilizer.  The VERY FIRST DAY HE TOOK IT, WE KNEW....
This medication was going to save our family.  Our marriage.  Our lives.
And, it did.  We went to Dr 7s office, and immediately asked to switch prescribes.

This new doctor, we explained the frustration with doctor 7.  And the revelation of Dr 8.  
Dr 9, agreed that the new medication was a good idea.  She removed the Prozac, started him on Zoloft, and increased the mood med (Risperidone)

By now, it had been about 5 months of this medicine.  We went from getting attacked 10 to 15x PER Day.  Bad, beat up, choked, hit, kicked etc... Beat up. 
To... Nothing.  Smiles, normal tern frustration, but NO Attacks. 
It was... Revelation. 

My husbands blood pressure dropped, A LOT... We stopped arguing (our arguments were a result of our stress, we later learned)
And began repairing our lives.  Our marriage. 

Now, a year later, his Zoloft is at a good dose for him. The Risperidone is gone.  We haven't been hit, choked, attacked... FOR OVER A Year.
Our marriage is the best it's been in Years. 

Our life has resurfaced (I don't believe we fell out of love.  Our fear, our hurt, our stress, simply covered things over do much, it got trampled...)

And now... Our son is a teenage boy... Who is so sweet, so kind... So loving. 

The right doctor, can change a life. 

Sunday, March 17, 2019

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Monday, May 21, 2018

What is next??? Any options at all?

I truly wonder if there is going to be any REAL help out there... Inpatient psychiatry doesn't even look like a viable solution... most kids stay there 3-5 days, and if the doctors don't SEE the behaviors you and the outpatient therapists are reporting happen, they cannot treat them.

I'll be the FIRST to tell you, my son won't be aggressive there to other people... it's not him.
The ONLY way that he'll be aggressive, is if they put us in a room alone, where he doesn't know they can see him... Then his colors may come out. Especially if he knows that we won't take him home.

I'm so lost.  I don't even know what to do.  I can't keep getting abused every day... I can't watch my son slowly kill my husband.  I honestly don't know if I could even forgive my child, if he did something that caused his father's death.  How could I even look at him, much less continue to live with him alone, taking the full on beatings that his father saves me from?
My husband will get in between us, just so our son will turn his anger on him, and off of me...

I'm so scared. I don't want to loose my son OR my husband...  but in the process, I'm really just loosing myself.

I need help...  and have no where to go anymore.  I love my mom, but she doesn't really even like my son.  She loves him, but barely knows him...  She is angry with him, because he hurts us.  And because of that, it shows every time she sees him.  She used to not believe there was even anything wrong with him.  For years.  Until she met a woman with a child with similar problems, who told her stories.  That changed her opinion of his issues, and her willingness to believe... but she's still not there.

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Thursday, May 3, 2018

When letting them go is for their own good...

I'm here to tell you, ANYTHING regarding your children is tough... more than anything else in the entire world... But what's beyond impossible, is when your only choice, is to let them go.  I mean, LET THEM GO.

My son is angry.  No... not angry.  He's explosive.  He's controlling.  He's enraged.  Every moment that he isn't busy with something that he enjoys, he's impossible.
Recently, EVERY time he walks out of his room, when he's not going to the bathroom, he comes out to talk about his game, what he got, etc.  Then, immediately after he's finished, he starts throwing things.  Everything. He. Can.  At his father.  We have big boxes of medical supplies that just arrived, and haven't gone into the garage.  He heaves them over his head, and lodges them, easily 10 feet, to his dad, whose sitting on the couch.  We're talking about HEAVY boxes.  Then come the family games.  Hangars.  He walks around dumping out drawers, tipping over shelves... anything he can do to be destructive.  His recent thing is walking by the washer and dryer and KICKING them.  Both have huge dents... Yes, I'll probably have to replace them when we move.  And his bedroom door...which has entire pieces cracked and broken.
This is when he doesn't attack me.  Me, it's different.  He throws things like empty bottles at me..which, because of their speed and force, hurt worse than nearly anything I can imagine.  He chokes me.  All the time.  It's his go to.  He pushes me across the room.  My weight causes me to move faster than my knees can catch up, so I end up falling...usually with my knees bent.  The most painful position I could be in.

He now has a new therapist (sort of...he was transferred to him from his last) and he hasn't met him.  Tomorrow he's scheduled for his first appointment.  I don't know if he'll go.  If he doesn't, it seems like our ONLY option is to find out how to put him inpatient, to get him under control.  I can already see it...he's going to cry and BEG US NOT TO MAKE HIM.  It's going to be heart-wrenchingly painful, and honestly, I don't know if I can actually do it....
but the reality is, I truly fear for my safety with him.  I fear that one day, in the not too distant future, he will end up hurting one of us... or worse... killing one of us. He rarely shows remorse or regret.  He doesn't care how much I'm crying, or in pain.
He walks away... laughing.

Today he grabbed a couple charging cords, and began trying to use them to whip his father.  When his dad grabbed it, he began lodging things towards us... giant, painful things.
Earlier, it was a FULL box of national geographic magazines.... the box hit my husband... but the magazines flew out and each one hit me in my leg and foot.
I know my husband takes the brunt of each beating for me.  He prefers to allow himself to get hurt, than watch me get hurt, and he can't do anything.

Yes, my husband could, if he wanted, just deck my son, one good time, and knock him out...but then he'd be in prison for child abuse... not self-defense.  Regardless if it's a child who is bigger than you...stronger than you.  and beating you EVERY SINGLE DAY.  SOMETIMES 3 AND 4 AND 5 AND 6 TIMES EACH DAY.

So we choose to finally, let him go.  He may never come back... he may never forgive us.  But I can only hope he'll get better.

If I must give up my child, for him to get better... it's what I must do.

Saturday, April 28, 2018

How do you call the police on your CHILD, when it's NECESSARY

My 12yr old son suffers from anger.   Not plain old, run of the mill anger... no... this is explosive.  This is unstoppable. This is 10 to the millionth power WAY past anger.

He's had anger issues, but it was always attributed to his anxiety, caused by the severe bullying and tormenting he went through after moving to the school district we're in.  It wasn't just students.. it was STAFF as well... in fact, our whole family was bullied by them... threatened by them.  One staff member even called CPS on us simply because she was mad that my husband wouldn't agree to sign paperwork to be a volunteer.

Now, nearly 3 years later, his anger has evolved.  It's changed.  It's become something otherworldly...

He's dangerous when he's angry.  It comes on with NO warning...  one moment he's sitting in his room, the next, he's out here throwing things, punching and kicking his dad, choking me...
His favorite move right now is a double hammer fist... he locks his fingers and comes down on his dads shoulder or knees...the two places on his body that are RACKED with pain... both places need major surgery.. and our son knows it.
Me, he prefers to choke... one handed, so I KNOW how powerful he really is.  How strong he is.

Very recently, he hit a growth spurt.  One day, he was taller than me.  The next, he was MUCH taller than me.  He's currently looking over my head... he's about 5'4 and 240lbs.  With the punch of a grown man.

He's scary when he's mad... we've tried everything.  He's been in therapy since he was 3. Parent/Child therapy, parent therapy, parent support group, parent partners, team assistance, anger management... and meds.

His most recent therapist/ psychiatrist didn't help at all.  The therapist was quiet, and couldn't get him to really participate in therapy.  Most of what they did was play games and talk a little... which didn't help.  Then she went on maternity leave, and is not returning to therapy... so instead of switch therapists, we decided we wanted to switch to another clinic altogether... the problem with that, is that the new clinic is WAY difficult to get in.. it's funny, you have to jump through more hoops than you would trying to make an appointment to see a judge!
For a person suffering from anxiety or depression, it's hard enough to make an appointment...but they expect you to arrive a 8am, to get an appointment for later in the day.  It's FIRST COME FIRST SERVED, so you may actually NOT EVEN GET AN APPOINTMENT.   It's ridiculous.
What's more, is they don't provide ANY exceptions.  So a person whose physically disabled, and can't get down there twice STILL has to... or sorry...no help.

His last psychiatrist was just a piece of work...
So our son suffers from severe anxiety.  This is the premise of why we started seeing him in the first place.  Our child is also bigger and stronger than we are.  So when he started getting bullied at school, he started refusing to go... because he was scared.  We brought it to the doc, hoping he'd increase his meds, or have SOME helpful idea.

us:  He's having a really tough time getting himself to go to school.  He's really scared, and most mornings just tears his clothes back off and barricades himself in his room, crying, begging not to go.

doc:  Just make him go.

us: how do we do that, exactly? He's bigger and stronger, and barricades himself in:

doc: just make him go.

I seriously wanted to SCREAM.   I'm not sure how to get it across to him, that his help is USELESS..but he didn't seem to care.

Eventually, we spoke to his therapist, and asked if we could 1) switch doctors...he was just unhelpful.  and 2) could we get our son re-assessed, because we felt like he is suffering from more than just anxiety...he has anger, and we want a diagnosis.

We were told that we COULD get a new doctor, but it would take a LONG time, because we'd be put back 'in the que'..so basically like a BRAND NEW PATIENT...

and we were told that she would "look into getting him an assessment".. Guess what NEVER happened.

So my son sits, every day, struggling with his anger and anxiety.  He no longer goes to school, and cannot bring himself to go outside to play.  He literally stays inside all day long.  The problem, is this get's boring for him...quickly

We recently spoke to his primary doc, and he thinks it's more chemical than behavioral.  He's probably right.  But how can I get him the help he (we) so DESPERATELY need?
Calling the police isn't the answer. The reality is, he'll come home more angry...

I'm so tired of getting hurt, so tired of being scared, but mostly, so tired of seeing my baby boy unable to control himself.