Autism and Changing Medications

Autism and Changing Medications

Casey and Rob both got glowing comments from their doctor last week. He was so happy with their progress and loved that when he walked in the room, Casey looked up and said, “Hi Max!” (his first name! 🙂 ) I reminded her that she needs to call him Dr. Wiznitzer, but he laughed and said she could call him anything she wanted.

During their visit, we decided to try lowering Casey’s medications again. We made a huge jump over the last year in the amount she takes and are hoping she can continue to wean off of it as it is one that can increase her appetite. She doesn’t seem to have an opinion one way or the other, but when I told her Friday morning she only needed half of the pill, she looked at me and said “Not sick?” Honestly, that broke my heart – that she has been thinking she needs to take pills because she is sick.

So we had a short and sweet talk about how taking pills doesn’t always mean you are sick – that sometimes, pills help your brain work better. I told her the white pill helps keep her from getting upset. She couldn’t have cared less – she only wanted her yogurt and her iPad. But, at least I tried.

I knew the doctor would want to talk about reducing Rob’s, too. He’s been pretty stable for about two years, so it was time, but man – I’m worried. His anxiety can be ugly and painful and I’m honestly scared to death about lowering one of them. But – I don’t want him taking medications he doesn’t need anymore, so we’re going to try. Slowly. Right now, three of his medications can cause weight gain, so for his health, we need to lower them, if possible. Slowly. Can I repeat that?? Slowly!

Finding the right dose for medications is so hard. Most of the time, several medications need to be tried until you find the one that works without making the person feel “off.” And then increasing the level until you see they are helping. It’s a frustrating process.

And lowering them is just as hard. How do I know if Rob’s anxiety is caused by the lower dose or the full moon? Or the wind? Or something that happened that he can’t tell me about? How do I know if he is talking more because he’s trying to ease anxiety or just because it’s a beautiful day and he wants to sing? Is Casey getting irritable because of the lower dose or is she just having a bad day? (And – let’s not forget – autism or not, people have bad days!)

I know that I won’t see any difference in them, yet. It’s only been a few days and the medications need to work out of their systems, but I’m dreading the next few weeks. I’m tired just thinking about it. Should I be? No, of course not – all I have to do is give them their previous doses. The doctor was quite clear on that – I don’t even need to call him back. Just give it to them.

No – I’m tired knowing that I can never be sure why they are acting the way they do. I can’t be sure it’s the lower medication. I’m tired thinking of them not sleeping or of his anxiety or her getting irritated at the smallest thing. I’m tired before I need to be. That’s the thing with being a parent to someone who can’t easily communicate their needs – every thing I do is a guess. Sure, sometimes, now, they tell me when they are sick and need to see a doctor. But will they be able to tell me that they feel better with more of their medication? Probably not.

It will work out of their system so slowly, they may not even feel it – until the irritation and anxiety show up. And, if it does show up, I still need to wait a few days to see if it’s just a bad day or whether the meds need to be bumped back up. I think Casey will be okay with the lower dose – and it is much easier with her. Her irritation is obvious.

With Rob – it’s hard. He loves to vocally-stim. Which is what he does – louder – when his anxiety is high. It won’t be as easy to see. I’m tired just thinking about what the next several weeks might be like. I’m trying to ignore the negative and think positive! But, I’m also a realist – I’ve been through medication changes too many times to think they are always for the best. Fingers crossed!

What I want you to remember is that you know your child better than the doctor does. Listen to his/her advice, but make sure you share your thoughts! Do some research on the medications that are mentioned – ask your pharmacist questions, too. If you aren’t comfortable with a medicine, ask what other options there are. And if your doctor won’t listen to you, find another doctor. You have long journey ahead of you – you need a doctor you can trust and who is willing to listen to your thoughts. Write down your child’s behaviors when you start the medicine and keep a journal – that is the best way to know if the medication is working. Trust me – you won’t remember as much as you think you will.

Wish us luck. Maybe send a twelve pack of Coke and some dark chocolate our way. I may need it! 🙂

What I Wish I had Known as a New Autism Mom

What I Wish I had Known as a New Autism Mom
What I Wish I had Known as a New Autism Mom

Later this week, I’ll be taking Casey and Rob to their annual neurology appointment. I just realized that I have been making this trip – two hours from home – for 29 years. Casey was 4 when she was officially diagnosed and I was nine months pregnant with Rob. For the first two years, I had to take Casey every six months, then, when things got especially crazy for her, we went every three months for two years. By the time Rob was diagnosed, we were back to once a year.

I was thinking about the mom I was way back then. I remember being in the doctor’s office and not being too upset when he said “autism.” I had a pretty good idea before we went and, honestly, my biggest concern was to make it home without going into labor. She wasn’t sick, she wasn’t in pain. How bad could autism be? (remember – this was before everyone knew someone with autism and not much information was available anywhere!)

Casey was already in speech and a special needs preschool so there wasn’t much I could have changed. She adored Mandy and she loved her teachers. She was fearless. At that point, she just wouldn’t say much. Again – how bad could autism be?

If I could talk to that young mom from back then, I have so many things to tell her.

I would tell her that there would be days that autism would suck. That there would be days she would sit on the kitchen floor and cry from exhaustion. That sensory meltdowns would be terrible – that she would feel helpless and alone as she tried to help her beautiful little girl.

I would tell her that autism is amazing. That every day, she would find something to be happy about. That she would never take for granted a smile or a hug. That she would be happy with any words – even the ones that Casey shouldn’t say, just because she was talking! I would tell her she is stronger than she thought.

I would tell her that there are more good people than bad in this world, but that bad people are louder and meaner than she could imagine. I would tell her that standing up for her daughter would be hard and she would make people mad – but she would learn to not care. I would tell her that, even as she hated being “that mom”, people would come to respect her strength for fighting for her kids.

I would tell her that it doesn’t matter what others think. That Casey had every right to go places and try new things – and if someone didn’t like it, tough. I would tell her to not be embarrassed about autism. That she should live her life as she wanted and show Casey a world that wasn’t quite ready for her.

I would tell her she would experience lows that she wouldn’t think she could get through – but she would. I would tell her the happy times would far outweigh the bad, even when she felt the bad times would never end. I would tell her to keep dreaming for Casey, Mandy and Rob – that they would be fine.

I would tell her to ask for help when she needed it – that it’s good to be strong, but it’s okay to need help, too. I would remind her that her family was only a phone call away – she just needed to pick up the phone and ask. I would tell her that she can’t imagine the hurts that she will have to deal with – but that she would deal with them and move on…. stronger and happier than ever.

I would tell her that the struggles would be worth it. That she can handle anything. That when she worries, it’s worries that Casey and Rob don’t care about. I would tell her that Casey and Rob (and Mandy!) would struggle, but she will be able to help them. She will teach them strength and resilience and kindness and fun. She will laugh with them – she will be messy with them. Most importantly, I would tell that young mom that her kids will be okay. They will be amazing.

I would tell her that professionals aren’t always right – she will know her child better than anyone. It will be hard to stand up to them, but she can do it!

And that’s what I want all new autism parents to know. You will struggle. You will cry. You will be furious and hurt and tired and stressed. You will also be blessed to be able to be grateful for the little things in life. You will see the magic in every day, because your child will show you. It may be hard to see at times, but you will learn to see the love and you will know that through everything else, autism won’t define your child any more than the color of their hair.

Autism and Another First Time

Autism and Another First Time

I’ve always told other autism parents to brag about their kids – brag about every small step they take! Who cares if it takes them a little longer to master something? The point is – they did it! And you deserve to cheer for them just like every other parent.

Today – it is my turn to cheer again! Well, mine and several other parents. Yesterday, I got to go to the movie with Casey, Mandy and Rob! We’ve gone to drive in movies several times, but Rob has never been in a movie theater. It’s just too loud and his claustrophobia can get bad in dark places, especially with a crowd.

Our local movie theater did a sensory friendly movie. They have done it before, but we had never been able to go. A sensory friendly movie means the lights aren’t completely dark and the sound is kept lower. Talking during the movie isn’t a big deal (Or squealing, hooting, or humming!) Moving around is fine (as long as the moving around doesn’t put anyone else in danger) It was the perfect time to see if Rob would enjoy it.

Casey has been to movies before and seemed to enjoy, but she did get antsy and want to go to the bathroom or anywhere else besides sit and watch. When we got to the theater, one of their friends was there, too, so we could all walk in together. They each got popcorn and a drink. I turned around and had lost Rob, already – he didn’t even wait for me – he just walked into the theater. 🙂

I let him pick the seats, sort of, as he was going to walk clear to the front row. He had a struggle with the seat, as he couldn’t figure out how to sit on the folded seat. He finally put his drink in the cup holder and carefully sat down. Casey panicked when the seat rocked back and jumped up. She wanted to move because she thought her seat was broken. I told her to just slowly lean back – that the seat rocked and she was finally able to relax in the seat. But, it showed again that we need to show our people with autism new things – not just expect that they will try it because we say it’s fine. I had to hold her popcorn and her hand before she was able to relax. And, that’s fine – it’s just something I forget at times. Even as brave as she is, she still gets nervous and needs my hand to feel safe.

Rob loves popcorn and that kept him entertained until the movie started. The owner of the theater came in and told us the sound guy was going to turn the sound off completely and slowly turn it up. We were to tell her when it was okay so everyone would be able to enjoy the movie. This is another reason I love living in a small town! How many big theaters have that kind of service?

Rob was completely relaxed through the movie and often had a grin on his face. I got worried about him once, but it turned out he needed the bathroom (and, of course, so did Casey! 🙂 ) and he watched the rest of the movie happily. I wish I could have gotten a picture of him watching – he looked so happy and relaxed!

Honestly, I was ready to cry. So many times when I took Mandy and her friends to the movie, I wished Casey and Rob could go. I wondered if they would ever be able to enjoy things like movies. Yesterday, I got my answer! True- it took 29 years, but it happened and I’m still so excited about it!

I’ve said it before and I’ll remind you again – never, ever stop dreaming for your child with autism! As long as you keep dreaming, your child will keep trying. Isn’t that what all parents do? 🙂