There is nothing ‘high’ or ‘functioning’ about her autism at all.

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My daughter attends her local mainstream school. Her grades are average and her behaviour perfect. She is mostly happy to go to school and is never later with her homework. She appears to be an ideal student and school report ‘all is well’.

But all is far from well with my child!

She no longer receives occupation therapy, or speech therapy or any other support in school. Her grades are considered a reflection of the fact she is coping well and therefore her autism is deemed to be ‘high functioning’ simply by the fact she can answer simple times tables questions or write a story.

But there is nothing either ‘high’ or ‘functioning’ about her autism in any way!

The dictionary defines high as “great, or greater than normal, in quantity, size, or intensity.”
My daughter has high ANXIETY, high EMOTIONS, high SENSITIVITY but not high autism!

She struggles with noise, touch, change, lights, attention, demands placed on her, eating, drinking, toileting, self care, socialising and understanding the world. Just because she can read a book, sit quietly in a classroom and sing in assembly does not make her autism any less.

The dictionary defines ‘function’ as “the kind of action or activity proper to a person, thing, or institution; the purpose for which something is designed or exists; role.” Is it ‘proper activity’ for a person to break down in tears and make herself sick because the school has changed her gym day for a few weeks? Is it ‘proper activity’ for a child to be unable to interact at all with other children in the school playground? Is it ‘proper activity’ for a child to stop eating and drinking completely due to anxiety?

Her autism does not disappear when she is at school. All that happens is she conforms. She ‘follows along’ like a sheep in the hope that no-one notices. Inside she is breaking up, welling up and churning up but all anyone sees is a child who can write in a jotter, sit on a seat and tidy up when asked.

A child with autism in mainstream school should never be assumed to have ‘high functioning’ autism simply by the fact they are in a ‘normal’ school classroom. Just because they have the same uniform on as all the others does not mean they are the same.

Inside they are either feeling sick, shaking with anxiety or screaming. The flickering light is causing them pain, the humming of the radiators is making them want to cry and the child next to them leaning on their desk or touching their pencil case is causing them to want to run away. Can you see any of that or do you just see a child with a pencil in their hand writing?

School don’t see the pain in her eyes when I pick her up at three o’clock. They don’t see the teeth grinding, the skin picking and the disengagement. They don’t see the lining up of everything, the screaming and the cowering in a corner. They are not dealing with the sleepless nights begging me to come in bed beside her or the full on food refusal because her anxiety is making her ill.

They look at test scores, conformity, and academic skills and decide that my child at best has ‘high functioning autism’ or at worse is ‘fine.’

She is neither.

She has autism. Simple as that. She is every bit as autistic as her non verbal brother who has severe learning difficulties and attends a special needs school.

Don’t dismiss her struggles based solely on the school she attends.

School can say what they like but there is nothing ‘high’ or ‘functioning’ about her autism at all.

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As long as they wear it!

The weather is getting colder and the kids keep growing, so I took myself to the shops today to buy them some new winter clothes.

Like everything else though it was much harder than I thought it would be.

So it seems everyone is into the film Frozen and this is reflected in all the clothing stores. My almost six year olds have never watched a film in their life and when my daughter saw a clip from Frozen in her nursery last year it gave her nightmares for weeks. Numerous other characters appeared on t-shirts, jumpers, and pyjamas for the girls yet I had no idea who they were. We watch very little TV. My daughter’s current obsession is Octonauts and like her previous obsession of Thomas Tank engine it seems that girls are not supposed to like such things, and certainly there is no demand for pink items with such characters on. She will, once again, be most disappointed. Neither is she a huge fan of all things ‘girlie’ like tutu’s, bows or frilly socks. She would far rather wear a jumper and leggings to play on the floor with trains or her little characters from Octonauts.

She also has sensory issues. She likes soft, cosy and lose fitting items. She hates tight fitting or hard fabrics like jeans and much prefers her arms to be covered. She only likes soft tights and only when the seam is ‘just right’. Socks must be neither too tight or too loose and this poses a real problem just now as her feet are at that transition size when she is right at the bottom end of the sock size and thus socks are all baggy and loose until her feet grow even more. But the smaller size socks are right at the top end of her shoe size and thus too stretched for her to feel comfortable. She is petite and very slim so that also makes it difficult as elasticated items often just fall right off her.

If I thought she was hard her twin brother is even worse! For 440 days now (yes THAT many!) he has only ever wore his school jumper EVERY day, including his birthday, Christmas Day and every weekend. I have tried every style of red jumper imaginable but nothing will encourage him to even try anything else. His school uniform includes jogging trousers (far easier in an incontinent child) but he used to happily wear any trousers that I put on him. But in the last few months he has refused to wear jeans or chinos or corduroys and now insists on jogging trousers everyday too. There isn’t much selection of colours in jogging trousers and even if there was there are only a limited amount of colours that match the traffic light red of his school jumper. At least a jumper is appropriate winter clothing!

He refuses to wear a hat and gloves. He sees no need to as he rarely feels the cold. It is a massive battle to even get him to wear a coat. But he will at least wear wellington boots, preferably if they are red! He would happily be bare foot, even outside!

Clothes for Isaac have always been an issue. He never walked until three and buying trousers for a toddler who could not walk was difficult as they all had pockets and thin knee areas that are useless to a crawler. As he has aged less and less trousers have the elasticated waist required for a child in nappies and it is all button flies and clips suitable for children developmentally the same age as their clothing size. And then there is the age appropriate issue of bibs and motifs. While my almost six year old would still be delighted to see socks with Igglepiggle on or Peppa Pig, it is assumed that those wearing bigger socks would rather see superheroes, Lego and characters from computer games. Isaac has no idea what any of these are. His feet may be the size of a six year old but his brain is still that of a young toddler.

He will be requiring Velcro fastening shoes long after his peers have learnt to tie. I pray Velcro shoes stay in fashion for years to come.

It doesn’t matter to my children where I shop. I will be cutting the labels out of the clothing anyway! They are not brand away or swayed in any way by peer pressure. They have no concept of cost.

At the height of Halloween I didn’t need to enter into the frenzy at the costume areas either. Neither of them will entertain dressing up at any time. They are happy with who they are and imaginary play is not a skill high on their priority list.

In the end I settled for another few pairs of the same joggers I always buy for Isaac. And Naomi got a new fleece jumper and some warm soft leggings. And both of them got some new pyjamas. Not that they are bothered really.

Clothes are just functional to them. And since Isaac stripped off in the middle of a restaurant last weekend it hardly matters what I buy him…the important things is he wears something!

I choose my battles carefully. And I buy what they like not me. After all it is them wearing it not me.

Are they warm, comfortable, happy and wearing something? Well that is all I ask.

Winter, we are ready for you 🙂

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