It was a good night’s sleep for both of us. I woke up a couple of times but quickly fell back asleep. I’m definitely on the upswing to feeling better even though food still isn’t tasting that great. Owen was in a good mood and happy about everything his day ahead had to offer.
Headphones you ask? The “robot BeatBo headphones” were back on shortly after he got up. He did try to put them on his BeatBo. I feel like there was a video he watched with an animated BeatBo that had headphones on so maybe that is what he is thinking about.
He kept coming to me and giving me hugs. I love days like that. He was very talkative again. It was mostly about the characters on his tablet. He wasn’t as stuck about me staying in the “white bed” or us getting ready. He mentioned our cue to get dressed and out the door we went so he could “walk in the road.”
I went to pick him up from school for his therapy. I didn’t get to talk to his teacher for long but I told her he loved the headphones and he even came out with them again. He didn’t want to take them off in the car and he was calm on the way to therapy. He even told me some of the things he did at school.
He did fine with his first therapist but once again he had a huge meltdown as soon as he saw that his second therapist wasn’t wearing the outfit he had in mind for her. They couldn’t even start. She brought him back to the car with me hoping he might calm down enough so they might be able to do some of their session but he was too upset. He sat there trying to tell himself to breathe and he kept counting down from ten but he couldn’t stop his emotions.
We were trying to brainstorm ideas of how he might be able to process it but it is just one of those things that makes him so incredibly upset. You can tell it is very traumatic for him to see certain people without blue pants or the outfits he wants them in. His tears and emotions flow quickly and hard.
I told him that he would have to wear blue pants tomorrow. I don’t know if he can process it but I said he can’t wear shorts if he doesn’t let others wear what they want. He told me he would wear shorts. The morning will tell what he wears. I want him to make the connection but I also don’t want him to have a meltdown before school. I also told him we may not be able to go anywhere for a while if he is going to continue to be so upset about what people are wearing. At this point, I don’t know how to help him make the connection so we may have to step back from everything for a while. I pray every day for him to be able to process this and move forward.
When we got home it took him a while to calm down from everything. Even after he did he still talked about it all evening. I pray he can sleep tonight and he wakes up calm again. My heart aches when I can’t help him through the rough moments but I know he was processing it all because he kept randomly saying sorry to his therapist all night long. Let yesterday go and grow into tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
Headphones you ask? The “robot BeatBo headphones” were back on shortly after he got up. He did try to put them on his BeatBo. I feel like there was a video he watched with an animated BeatBo that had headphones on so maybe that is what he is thinking about.
He kept coming to me and giving me hugs. I love days like that. He was very talkative again. It was mostly about the characters on his tablet. He wasn’t as stuck about me staying in the “white bed” or us getting ready. He mentioned our cue to get dressed and out the door we went so he could “walk in the road.”
I went to pick him up from school for his therapy. I didn’t get to talk to his teacher for long but I told her he loved the headphones and he even came out with them again. He didn’t want to take them off in the car and he was calm on the way to therapy. He even told me some of the things he did at school.
He did fine with his first therapist but once again he had a huge meltdown as soon as he saw that his second therapist wasn’t wearing the outfit he had in mind for her. They couldn’t even start. She brought him back to the car with me hoping he might calm down enough so they might be able to do some of their session but he was too upset. He sat there trying to tell himself to breathe and he kept counting down from ten but he couldn’t stop his emotions.
We were trying to brainstorm ideas of how he might be able to process it but it is just one of those things that makes him so incredibly upset. You can tell it is very traumatic for him to see certain people without blue pants or the outfits he wants them in. His tears and emotions flow quickly and hard.
I told him that he would have to wear blue pants tomorrow. I don’t know if he can process it but I said he can’t wear shorts if he doesn’t let others wear what they want. He told me he would wear shorts. The morning will tell what he wears. I want him to make the connection but I also don’t want him to have a meltdown before school. I also told him we may not be able to go anywhere for a while if he is going to continue to be so upset about what people are wearing. At this point, I don’t know how to help him make the connection so we may have to step back from everything for a while. I pray every day for him to be able to process this and move forward.
When we got home it took him a while to calm down from everything. Even after he did he still talked about it all evening. I pray he can sleep tonight and he wakes up calm again. My heart aches when I can’t help him through the rough moments but I know he was processing it all because he kept randomly saying sorry to his therapist all night long. Let yesterday go and grow into tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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