tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62035964729118303662012-01-20T15:55:10.597-06:00The title of this refers to an activity people on the autism spectrum do to help calm themselves when things get overwhelming. I rock. I have Aspergers Syndrome. We can talk about it or anything else you wantTiggerrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01203149295253257268noreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203596472911830366.post-68173970660580615052012-01-13T16:57:00.005-06:002012-01-13T20:29:26.710-06:00

And yes it really has been a whole two years since I wrote anything here. But I have an excuse, i guess.A while back, I decided I was spending way too much time on the computer. If I wasn't working on my website, I was chatting with my online friends. While waiting for them to read and answer my latest post, I'd search out new cool things to add to Bouncing off the Wall. Or Maybe I'd spend

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You've heard that before haven't you. Don't sweat the small stuff. Or Go with the flow, and my favorite "punt". So easy to say, but not easy to do, especially if you have Aspergers.My son had a test the other day covering the proper usage and punctuation of quotation marks. What he was supposed to do was pick the sentence that had incorrect punctuation. The trouble was that none of the

Tiggerrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01203149295253257268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203596472911830366.post-39672395330194771012009-04-09T18:46:00.008-05:002012-01-13T17:13:59.867-06:00

My daughter Robin thinks I see Aspies everywhere. Well she used to. And maybe I do. I've gotten really good at spotting one of us. I often have to remind parents who tell me they think their kid has Aspergers that it is not a death sentence. I have to remind myself that sometimes. And just tonight I had to tell my son that other kids had problems he didn't have. That yes I understood, his anguish

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What is that supposed to mean exactly? I've heard it used often, most recently today, to excuse bad behavior.He's Rude... Well he's like that, don't let it bother you.She's unfriendly!.... Don't take it the wrong way, she's just like that.He's grumpy. ... Oh it's not you, he doesn't mean anything, He's just like that.He just shot my wife..... Yeah, well, he does that sometimes.Just because he/

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I have read about and heard about The theory of mind or mind blindness that people on the autism spectrum do not possess. I think I understand it, but have never been able to explain it in a way that makes sense to me, much less the person I am explaining it to. I found the following passages in an article at Wired.com.Sally has a marble. She puts her marble into the box, and then she goes

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It's Katie's Birthday. My youngest daughter turns 11 today. For most of her life Katie has talked like Sponge Bob. Seriously. She always sounded like a cartoon. Silly and very fast. Don't let anyone tell you that girl's voices don't change. She still talks fast, but the things she says are astounding. Sometimes they are just words. Other time complete sentences. But always out of character

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I got a compliment the other day. Someone I admire, told me that she liked my hair this length. I normally keep my hair quite short, which I am sure makes some NTs (non Aspies) think, Why does she do that? My monster-in-law used to think that telling me I looked like a boy was an appropriate comment.How do you tell someone that you like the way your hair LOOKS too, but you can't stand how it

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The new Dell came today. I will admit Vista is pretty. Hey wait, it looks a lot like my mac. hmmmm.So that makes it one month to the day from my first contact with dell. But there is something to be said about all this:The first time this happened I had a 40 gb hard drive and 512mg of sheep.... errr.. RAMWhen they exchanged that one the second one, (the one I just told you all about) had a

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Well we sorta knew that.  But it's official.  My daughter had a girl last night.  Well actually early this morning.  The baby's name is Iris Michaela.   Isn't that a pretty name.  When she told grandpa the Michaela was after him, well Mr. Mike just couldn't contain himself.  Mom, baby and dad are doing fine.  Ivy spent the night with some friends, so all is well

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Microsoft Windows that is.I swear somebody there hates me.  Just kidding.  But my most recent deallings with windows and Dell has driven that point home this month.Go back to July 2008  Goofy computer didn't want to start up.  Actually Windows didn't want to load.  It would load if it was cool i.e. left off for an hour or so.  But if it needed a hard reboot or even just to be restarted, forget

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Once again, I have had problems getting the educational system to understand that Aspergers is truly a disability. Heck, that it actually exists, but that it isn't the end of the world and that we all have very special gifts.Our first dealings were with a charter school with a self important blowhard of a principle who didn't like anyone to question him. He was more interested in being right

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June 2008 has been a real roller coaster.  It started out great if you figure in the last 2 days of May.  My son Andy graduated from 8th grade as valedictorian so my daughter and granddaughter were in town.The following weekend I get a call from St. John's Hospital.  Probably a recruiter, No I don't want to apply for your RN position.   Oh?  Not that, It's the ER nurse wanting to know if I am

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Ok it's done. I hope.All my other posts are here in chronological order. The dates aren't in real time, especially for the ones about the school nightmare in 2005. Luckily I was able to back date them so to speak so they are dated at the approximate time they happened. I went on a writing spree then, trying out I web on my new Apple-lapple as Katie calls my i-book. Once started I couldn't

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Well I was right. I forgot about this thing. I came to blogspot to look for my kids blog and what do you know here it is.I have a lot of things I've written here and there and rather than keep them on the wordpress blog my web host gives me I am going to move them here. What the heck let someone else manage the back end.The things I've written are ramblings that I wrote about as a sort of

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I hate being smart. It’s not fun and makes life lonely as hell. When I was a kid in both grade school and High School I got good grades. Very very good grades. My parents didn’t believe in skipping grades so I stayed in the grade appropriate for my age. I was never bored, because I am a sponge. Anything I can learn, I learn. I remember in first grade I was sent to the

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While surfing around I found a web page that decided for the parents ( a rarity I am told) in the quest for a free appropriate education in the least restrictive environment that is guaranteed by federal law in the US for all kids with disabilities. This happened in my own state and home town of St. Louis, MO Here is the link http://dese.mo.gov/divspeced/Complaint_System/DPDecisionsFile/

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Well Hello I’ve been spending way too much time redesigning Bouncing off the wall. and have neglected this place. From the statistics, it seems folks have been here. That’s nice to know. I have run into several families who have or think they have kids with Aspergers, so I have been able to help them with support if not answers to some of their questions. An update since last time. My

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It’s been a while and I really shouldn’t be here now. It’s way past my bedtime, but as usual, I got distracted. Wandered over to a great web site called I am an aspie. and then of course wandered some more. Found the cure for Ignorance Campaign from the Aspergian Pride group. Quite cool and I didn’t get all the way through. Somewhere in my wanderings tonight, I saw that we don’t suffer from

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I have no idea what I am doing. That won't last long. I can teach myself anything I set my mind to.. But If I don't post something I'll forget this is mine. I think I have another one, but all it says is Under construction. Sounds like me\\TTFN

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I’ve really been stuck lately. I have been told that I have an over developed sense of right and wrong. I have a hard time finding fault with that but it does cause problems for me and at least one of my kids, (who also has Aspergers). School textbooks really annoy me. I need to preface all this by saying that I thoroughly agree that the omission of blacks in history was deplorable, however I do

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Ah the story of my life. It’s been fun watching the kids blossom and grow. One of the things I am happy about is that they will be able to benefit from my illness. I can teach them the things I learned the hard way. I still remember like it was yesterday. I was all dressed up in my white holy communion dress. 7 years old thin blond hair, white dress, veil, anklets, white shoes. heck I looked like

Tiggerrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01203149295253257268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203596472911830366.post-88043854939604224692006-10-26T23:15:00.000-05:002008-07-04T00:25:35.127-05:00

I guess I should finally explain the name of this site shouldn’t I? It’s not really cryptic, but yet it is.. Whooaaa too close to Halloween for that it is.It’s really simple. When I was registering the domain for my web site Bouncing off the Wall. I toyed with lots of different names. Then I looked down and was reminded that the shirt I was wearing that day, had a Tigger on it. Yea so what

Tiggerrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01203149295253257268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203596472911830366.post-5922508298627625042006-10-10T23:42:00.000-05:002008-07-03T23:44:40.566-05:00

I just want to share part of a poem I found the other day. It is by Elaine Popovich and was on a site dealing with language and the disabled. I think more of the other person’s book dealt with political correctness and such, but that’s not what struck me about this poem. It is about how the words change depending on who you are talking about and what you know about them. well just read this

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This was written by a friend of mine. read it it’s good, Tigg by Jane Meyerding This is a strange era in the history of autism because, for the first time, many autistics are discovering their own autism as adults. From the early 1940s, when autism first became a named condition, until the mid 1990s, only children were diagnosed. And those diagnosed tended to be the children with the most

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When People think of Autism, they thing of kids staring off into space, maybe with a football helmet on to protect them as they spin around on the floor or bang their heads on the wall. Or they thing of “Rainman”, a movie with Dustin Hoffman and Tom Cruise. Raymond (Rainman) was the older brother who was sent to an institution when it was feared he might hurt his baby brother. Raymond was

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Returned from Robin’s to find the city ravaged by a freak storm. I love storms, but this one had 90 mile an hour winds and much of the area is still without power. A nice side effect is that Mike got to stay home today. There is no power at his place of employment either. Made it much easier to catch up on my sleep.Visiting my daughter is always  great. When we visit her, I get to spend more

Tiggerrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01203149295253257268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203596472911830366.post-71340209174518202242005-10-03T22:31:00.000-05:002008-07-04T00:29:50.535-05:00

Why is it that when you have a visible disability, no one questions it. Accommodations are made and help is freely given. But an invisible disability that is so devastating to some that they choose to end their life, doesn’t rate a passing thought. Even the word of professionals is questioned if the disability is hard to understand.ADHD has long been recognized in children as a disability and

Tiggerrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01203149295253257268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203596472911830366.post-76317272796701401222005-09-20T22:03:00.000-05:002008-07-04T00:31:59.215-05:00

Having ADHD means being unorganized at least for me it does. It is also that way for my kids. Consequently, at the end of the day, when most kids easily toss the books they need in their backpacks in preparation to go home, it is a real chore mine. It takes much longer to make sure all the right materials make it home, and the pressure to keep up with the class, sometimes makes it all the more

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No I promise not to sing.School Started in late August 2005.I knew something was wrong at the Ice cream social. What was supposed to be a feel good, get to know one another event, soon was obviously one of those us & you, sort of things. All the class lists were up, but the strange/uncomfortable thing was that all the kids from the “home team” had their birth-dates next to their names. The “

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After a few days and lots of tears, I revamped my site, registered my own domain name bouncingoffthewall.com and started over. I decided to make it a kid friendly site for the kids at the new school. It would be full of learning aids, games, puzzles, computer information and other fun things for kids. When I emailed this news to our principal, she sounded delighted. She said it sounded like a

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Plans began to finalize as the school year drew to a close. The teachers were hired and our principle was chosen to lead the new school. She was getting so busy that I substituted for computer class the whole month of May. The kids kept asking me to come teach at the new school. It was the supreme compliment. At a school tour, I had seen the brand new fancy computers there. I told them all

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That first year helped me out a lot. I still had up and down days, but I continued therapy and my Dr. kept working with my meds. Andy's first grade teacher had suspected he had aspergers in first grade, but the psychologist disagreed, so that was that at least for a while.One day I got called about a paper he wrote with sentences for Spelling. Despite the disclaimer on the top that "none of

Tiggerrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01203149295253257268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203596472911830366.post-91341369389934675142004-12-31T21:30:00.000-06:002008-07-04T00:34:01.317-05:00

When I was in Grade school the baby boom was in full force. We had 3 classes for each grade. There were a little less than 100 kids in my 8th grade graduating class and over 1000 when I started High school.Now the enrollment was at a critical low. The largest class had 27 kids, the average was 15. By this time, the full time computer teacher had been cut as had the librarian and art teacher.

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Through this my e-diets internet friends were wonderful, they let me vent and cry, but they were concerned. Where was the Bouncy Tiggerr, they knew. Some didn't understand what I had to be depressed about. I had great kids, a wonderful husband with a good job etc etc etc. I was told over and over to just "snap out of it". I had managed to lose over 30 pounds before Mom died and now I had

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All during Mom's hospitalization, I was the strong one. I was the one holding dad's hand and translating, doctor speak. My brother's were very uncomfortable with all of this and after all I had been a nurse. My husband and I handled the bulk of the funeral arrangements and the wake was held at our house. I was the rock. Of course I was on xanax too. Sure I cried, but mostly I was mad, at

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I think it all kind of kicked off the day my mom died. She had only been “ sick” since November when they discovered a tumor in her lungs and decided to operate. We didn’t know of a hidden heart problem, or just how weak her lungs were. What role the doctors and hospital played, is unknown. I am convinced to this day that their ineptitude killed her. Whether she should have forgone surgery

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