Saturday, November 8, 2008

I really hate Windows

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 it.  During this time, it usually had to be shut down by holding the power button for 10 seconds or so.  It got to the point that it wouldn't even start in safe mode.  So I got out my trusty Lapple-apple as Katie calls my ibook, and went on Dell's chat support   ** Note to Dell users: If possible use chat instead of phoning them.  You get a print out as proof of what you went through and you don't have to deal with accents**  No one there could figure out what the problem was, so as usual the suggested fix was to re-install Windows.  I have done this so many times, I could do it in my sleep.  After the re-install, I only loaded the bare essentials (Windows programs that I absolutely needed) and then was forced to learn to use this trusty I-mac.
The system was never very stable but since I wasn't using it, my kids had to deal with it.  The Blue screens happens to Andy most but I figured it was because of his new game.  After a while, they couldn't take it any longer and started to copy down all those letters and numbers on the stop error screens.

Fast forward to Oct 14th Called Dell this time.  We did so many diagnostic programs, repeating ones I had already done and a few more that I didn't know were on the Dell resource disc.  They all passed.  It's not hardware, they said. Must be software.  I was told to remove as many programs as I could, clean up the disc, defrag, run ckdisk etc. and then run the tests again.  Nope didn't work 
To chat this time.  Ok It must be service pack 3.  From what I heard and read, this made sense.  Take it off.  Well that's easier to say than to do.  Lets just say, it's impossible.
Back to chat:  we'll try reinstalling windows.  That should take it off.    Did that. Reinstalled the drivers and updated them.  Still didn't work.
Back to chat.  This time reinstall windows but instead of updating the drivers, just put on the new ones.  Huh?  ok fine.   Nope.
Now with each "fix"  the problem is actually getting worse.  BSOD s are more frequent and the display is just wonky.
Back to chat with a real piece of work.  She was something this one.  She kept saying that this wasn't a hardware problem and to send a tech out wasn't going to help, and it was software related.  It didn't  matter how often  we told her that there was no software installed, she kept saying, it was software.  She finally said she could send out a hard drive if that is what we wanted.  Of course that means another reinstall of windows, which they call a OSR.  Nope didn't work.
Back to chat: now they decide to send out mother board  Nope
Back to chat  Lets try a new motherboard and some new memory sticks  Nope
Back to chat:  Ah! Now they decide that they should try all three at once because that of course will make all the difference and of course another OSR.
Poor Dwight. (the tech who had to come out for all these installs)  He even tried to get Dell to send out a new power supply, No they said, just try those last three parts.  If they didn't work, they'd consider a system exchange, which is what I asked for about mid-way into this nonsense
Today is November 11th. So a new computer is coming out, this one with that POS Vista.  Not for long.  the warranty ends in April  Linux  here we come.
Oh did I mention that this current unit was part of a system exchange for the original unit.  They put 3 motherboards in that one too, even though I kept suggesting that it might be the power supply (I'm not that smart, I researched it with my geek friends on line)

Saturday, October 25, 2008

School problems never end

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 than in what was best for the kids. Sounds like some of my in laws. After leaving there, (not our choice, but he said it was), we were lucky enough to find Kaplan Virtual Education.

The kids actually do go to school 2-3 days a week, but work at their own pace (within guidelines) in front of a computer. The other 2-3 days they work from home. I think it teaches them to be responsible. The school is "open" year round but has regularly defined semesters. The summer part is for kids who get behind or I guess who want to take more courses.

We were worried about socialization at first, but since all the kids in his "school" ride the same bus home, they interact there, at lunch and at some regular class room situations. They have a suite of rooms within a regular public magnet school, so they can attend social functions with the magnet school kids.

Some of these kids have been home schooled so they are at a different level than kids their own age. This is also available for kids who want classes that the regular public schools can't offer, or who just don't do well in a typical classroom. Like mine. He has a problem with kids who don't want to learn as much as he does. It annoys and distracts him when the kids disrupt the class, even with normal kids stuff. He's doing quite well and is very motivated.

Learn something new everyday

Friday, July 18, 2008

A roller coaster month

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 Robert's sister, he's been in an accident and want's me to come up.  What?  First of all where's his wife?  Second, why does he want me?  Is he going to be OK.  Sure, he just broke his leg.  OKkkkkkk.

As we walk through ICU, I see what looks like my dad in the bed in room 9.  What the heck is going on?  Well it turns out it was my dad and his friend Fred  who were in the accident.  Other than the fact that he didn't remember breaking this same hip 8 years ago he seemed OK for a 76 year old man.  Well that is except for the oxygen mask on his face.

Turned out he had massive blunt trauma to the chest, couldn't get enough of a breath to get enough oxygen and some pretty bad, previously unknown vascular disease.  He never made it to surgery for his hip repair and died 3 days later.  So did Fred.

Of course this brought all my family home again, including my brother from CA, my son & daughter in law (to be) from FLA and my daughter and grand daughter from Phoenix.  It was nice to see all of us together.   Only Nick, my son-in-law and my sister-in law and niece from CA weren't there

Fast forward 2 weeks and it's down to Florida for my son's wedding.  This time Nick was there but of course Dad wasn't.  At least not in person.  It was a great time, a great wedding and I have the best daughter-in-law in the world -- she's a lot like me :)

See what I mean.  Up and down and up again.  That's my life I guess.

At least this time though, it's a bit easier knowing Dad & Mom are together again.  Did I ever tell you that after she died, she regularly visited both me and my dad.  No we weren't seeing things.  But when he would need something or would break something, somehow, he'd be able to find it or one of the many replacements my mom had around.  The toaster broke one day, and he swore he didn't know why but he opened a door, he rarely opened and there was the toaster they had received as a wedding present 50 plus years ago.  She still had the dang thing.  The only thing different was a new plug my oldest brother put on it when we all still lived at home.  Now, tell me Mom wasn't there guiding him along!  

There were other similar occasions and he would then call me and say, "your Mother's been here again".  Sometimes I could tell him that she'd been at my side too.  I could hear her yelling at me for thinking something or doing something, and I'd have to say, OK OK Mom I hear you. Now get off my back.

It's quiet here now.  It's been quiet since about a week before the accident.  I guess he's bugging her now. 

 I can hear it now  "Shoot a beer, Dot"

Friday, July 4, 2008

All in one

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 stop. The story isn't complete, but it helped at the time.

I hope to write more often, since I think of things all the time and they run around in my head. Don't you wish you had a penseive like Dumbledore has. (that's a Harry Potter reference)

Yikes it's past my bed time. Luckily I have had my jammies on since I slipped on my butt and got all wet
Nighty night

Thursday, July 3, 2008

hello again

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 therapy, during a tough time in my life. They may sound like whining, but most of it is really great frustration in understanding the people out there in the neurotypical world.

Many times, when someone says "I can't/won't because of xyz "and I come up with a remedy for xyz, then a different reason is given. With the logical literal thinking that some people with Aspergers have (including me), we don't pick up on the real reason, someone can't /won't do something is just that they really don't want to. (one of those Just Because things). Personally I wish they'd say Just Because! I may not like it and ask why a few times, but it would save a lot of headache for both of us. Anyway, you'll see what I mean

So give me a little time and I'll move them over. In the meantime head on over to http://www.bouncingoffthewall.com and have some fun.

ttfn
Tiggerr

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Being Smart is no Picnic

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 university for testing. I was told that the nun doing the testing was learning how to do this so they picked me to help. I was also told that since my big brother was so much smarter than I was (not true, but I didn’t know that), they wanted to test me to see why I was learning and he wasn’t .

I didn’t find out until much later in high school that I tested out with an IQ of 165. Big deal.

I also remember starting high school vowing that if someone asked what grade I got on a paper, I would always answer “B”. I don’t exactly remember the exact event that lead to that decision, but it must have been bad enough for me to block it out .

One of the things I find most annoying is that while I was inside studying my tail off, the other kids were out playing ball, having fun, being in the girl/boy scouts etc. Then at test time, as long as they managed to pass, they were congratulated, praised, rewarded etc. I don’t want to deny them any of that, but A’s were expected of me and when I aced a test, it was barely acknowledged.

Junior Year in High school, I came home with 3 A’s and 2 H’s (honors course work worth 5 grade points) but there was also a pesky B in PE. I was proud of that report card, but the grin got slapped off my face really fast with a “What’s this B doing here?” Not a word was said about the rest of the grades, just that %$##@ B.

I have been told that I intimidate people. I certainly don’t try and until recently, I didn’t understand how I did it. Someone was kind enough to explain it. She said that I seemed so confident and sure of myself. Excuse me! Yes I know a lot and yes I can do a lot of things and love to help out by sharing what I have been blessed with. Apparently this intimidates people.

So this “gift?” that everyone says they wish they had, makes me like a pariah. I don’t know if it’s Jealousy, annoyance, a fear of looking stupid, or the desire to be the knight in shining armor by making sure I don’t get near their white horse, but after a few years, or less, I stopped getting asked to help out, or our conversations get one sided. When I try to find out what’s wrong, or what I’ve done, I get the run around. No I’m not being paranoid because eventually it comes out. They all say the same thing. It’s not me, it’s them. huh?
Even my therapist didn’t quite get it. She kept saying that annoying line “it’s not personal.” What the heck does that mean. Yes it was personal. This wasn’t happening to everyone, just me. (not in the whole world, mind you, just my own little part of it)

Last year a bunch of us were in the teacher’s lounge, on teacher appreciation day, cleaning up. One of the moms was asking everybody who came into the room to run for school board. Everybody except me. It was glaringly obvious. She continued to try to recruit parents outside as we waited for our kids to be dismissed from school. I guess I was trying to save face or something, because I said that I was probably the wrong person for the job. She totally blindsided me with her next comment. ” No offense but you’re right!” I couldn’t think of anything to say and of course no one else corrected her.

So here I am with this astronomical IQ and I’m told I’m not suitable to be on the school board of a school with less than 170 kids. I don’t correct people when they are wrong. I don’t brag about what I can do. I only mention that I can do something if there is a need for that skill. Sometimes it’s just something that I have time to do since I’m a stay at home mom. I even ask people about their interests, even if I am proficient at that same interest in hopes that they can feel good about their specialty. Is that bad? No one will tell me. What do I do to be less intimidating, when I didn’t know I was?

I was asked once if there was on thing I could change about myself, what would it be. I wish I could be average. My husband says I have a big heart. I don’t want an over sized heart or brain. I want average sized organs, because what I have isn’t working.

OK… Rant over. ....... for now :-)

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Court Decision

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/DP990022SSD.htm

The schools listed Parkway and Henry are free public schools

Apprende is a private school with extremely reasonable tuition (less than $100/week in 2008.

Metropolitan is a specialized special ed school for kids with aspergers, Bipolar ADHD etc and has what I consider an exorbitant tuition for this area of 19,000 and as of this year few opportunities for financial aid. I’ve either looked into it my self or folks who have come to me via my foundation have informed me of this. trust me.

It was nice to see the kids get what they are entitled to. It’s time people realize that today’s kids are our future. They should be handled with Care

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

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 granddaughter was born in October 2006 and she is cute and healthy and laughs a lot. She has her father’s charming ways. She’ll probably have her mother’s brains. But that’s the grandmother pride you know

Also I was able to go to court and officially change my name to Tiggerr. Heck how would you like being named after a song. Imagine if you will, if you were named Hymn, or Ballad or Folk. maybe Tune. I had a boss once who tried to make me stop calling myself Tiggerr using the rationale that it wasn’t on my birth certificate. I told him that Jim wasn’t on his either. His mother had named him James. And besides a Gym was someplace you went to sweat.

Bosses don’t like it when you do that.

So head over to www.bouncingoffthewall.com and read some of my mail play with the trivia stuff and have a good time, I’m going to take a nap

Friday, August 31, 2007

Links for the cure (to ignorance that is)

11/29/12  Edit.  I have been told that some of these links are dead now.  Some no longer point to Autistic type sites.  I don't have the time nor inclination to fix them, but rather than delete the whole post, I will add this edit as a disclaimer.  click at your own risk.  TTFN




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 Aspergers, we suffer from Ignorance. Don’t I know it. So I am going tp try to post these links either here or over at my new site. http://www.bouncingoffthewall.com/ If you go there you can see that we have a serious stuff section that talks about the education of all kids and the rights of kids with things like aspergers to get an appropriate education just like the NTs out there.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Starting out

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