Autism and Staying Home

I saw a meme the other day that I had to share. Basically, it said that many special needs families are staying home most of the time – that we don’t run and run with kids and other activities. And it encouraged the people who were complaining and losing their minds to consider living like this all the time. Maybe not exactly like this, as in staying home and avoiding everyone, but spending the majority of your time with your loved with with autism, because that’s what they need.

It’s true. While there are thousands of people with autism who thrive on community and doing things (in the way that they need!), there are thousands of other families who can’t easily take their loved one to the grocery store, let alone out to eat or to a park. It simply isn’t safe for them to do so they stay home. For many, many years, this was us. Casey’s meltdowns happened in the blink of an eye and Rob was a runner. It was best for us to stay home. There were times it was a very lonely life – and I know it was for Mandy, too. Casey and Rob were happier in their safe zone.

I’m not saying I didn’t take them places, but we didn’t go often by ourselves. When they got older, it was easier and we did try new things – sometimes, it went well, others is was a nightmare. But, we tried. Staying home was still their favorite place to be. The first real vacation they went on, they were 12, 9 and 8. It just wasn’t possible before that – they weren’t ready and money was tight (medications and therapy take a lot!) They all had fun and even did pretty well sleeping in strange places.

Casey traveled with her aide and teacher for school trips and enjoyed it, but Rob never did that. He wasn’t able or interested in going. After she graduated, she started enjoying new places and new experiences a lot more and now, she wants have something on her calendar every day. (That doesn’t happen – that’s just what she wants! 🙂 ) Rob is more willing to try going new places, if he is with someone he knows and trusts, but he is still happy being at home.

So far, our new “normal” is going okay. Casey doesn’t understand why we have to stay away from people, if she isn’t sick. I have explained that she may have germs and not know it, but she says “Wash your hands!” and still doesn’t understand. Rob has asked for Hopewell, but it’s not constant and he seems to accept it when I tell him it’s closed. I am shocked, to be honest. I never dreamed that they would be doing this well with this big of a change. After all, they are used to being at Hopewell five days a week and it just stopped.

Casey thought Hopewell would be open in April, but I had to tell her this morning I didn’t think that would happen – that it might be May before it opens again. She frowned as she thought about it and I waited for the anger, but she just went to her room. I doubt she will be as understanding when I have to tell her the talent show will be canceled. But, they have both amazed me so far, so who knows?

The hardest part for them is not going to Grandma and Grandpa’s house, or to see Mandy and Cory. We have dropped groceries off, but they sit in the car while I put the groceries in the garage. Casey has asked about going to their houses more than anything else. Social distancing is something she does naturally, but when she wants a hug, she doesn’t understand why she can’t have one. (It’s hard on everyone!)

So every day, we try to go for a long walk. They have their iPads and we have been doing craft projects when they are interested. Rob spent almost 7 hours happily ripping paper the other day. I have no idea why it took him so long – there wasn’t that much paper there, but he was laughing and giggling the whole time, so it really didn’t matter why he was slow. It was enough to hear his giggles. They both love painting and luckily, I always stock up on things to paint when they are on sale. The porch swing is a favorite place of Casey’s and Rob spent some time lifting weights with me yesterday.

I wish I had the words to help them understand what’s happening, but I’m not sure it would help. At some point, they will have had enough and no words will help that. I hope I am patient and strong enough to help them work through their anxiety until life gets back to our normal. Be safe, everyone.