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To: kimberley who wrote (59166)	5/5/2022 11:01:54 PM
From: ajtj99	1 Recommendation Recommended By kimberley Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 97946

Lucky. I've got Asperger's, Alzheimer's, Vascular Dementia living with me. It's like I hit the Trifecta at the track! I've still got to give him his pills to keep him alive another night, so he can spend tomorrow ripping me for another 12-hours. Meanwhile, my brother who hasn't contacted him for 3-years, is a saint. That's how it always is. My fraternal grandmother used to cuss like a sailor at her caretakers in her 90's, so I guess this is a generational improvement, dementia-wise.

To: kimberley who wrote (59166)	5/6/2022 1:54:56 AM
From: da_spot	4 Recommendations Recommended By ajtj99 kimberley roto towerdog Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 97946

Kim, that was certainly not off topic at all! I thoroughly enjoyed reading about Tristan and am so glad that he is living such a wonderful life! It seems that he has or will be hitting all the milestones that we, as mothers, wish for our sons:) In the spirit of shedding light on Asperger's, here's Nicholas' long story: He will turn 20 on June 6. He comes from a Long Island military family as both his grandfather and his dad served, so when he was born, his dad proudly said it was fitting that he was born on the anniversary D-Day. He is my sister's oldest and by the time he came along, I already had 2 kids who were older than him by 5 and 3 years respectively so we thought that the kids could all play and grow up together. Yet by the time he was 2, he refused to walk, only talked in monosyllables, had terrible tantrums, could be entranced by simply staring at things for a long time. After much debating with my inner self, I gently mentioned to my sister that something didn't seem right, that maybe she should ask the pediatrician. She said that since he never brought it up, then nothing was wrong. Next thing, somehow my mom got involved and well, let's just say that I was firmly put into my place. In hindsight, I think that they both acted this way because it was probably some sort of denial. My sis moved back to Long Island soon afterwards and I had one more short heart to heart with her about Nic. They'd come back to visit us in Canada several times a year and although the "differentness" of Nic's behavior was like the pink elephant in the room that everyone ignored, we'd all talk to him, the kids were rambunctious enough to include him in their playing and my sister would guide/prompt/remind him in terms of responses/social behavior. He was about 10 when my sister told me that because of what I had said, she did eventually check with a pediatrician on Long Island and that Nic had been going for therapy since he was 3. They are convinced that because of early intervention, he was doing as well as he did by attending regular public school, albeit with a shadow. My sister just incorporated the hints and tricks from therapy into the routine of their everyday life. In that sense, she never treated Nic as disabled but, rather, just unique. Along those lines, she rarely used the term "Asperger's" as it singled him out from his siblings. He did very well in primary school and middle school was ok since he had a few good friends. He is presently studying graphic arts in junior college by himself. He dislikes crowds, noise and will always appear somewhat reserved and socially awkward (but light years from what he would have been if he had not had such early intensive therapy). He is polite and if you ask him about anything he is interested in, he will be like the human version of Google:) In short, he's just Nic and as I've often told my kids, we are all somewhere on that spectrum as well. I am so proud of the person he has become and yet I am still worried about him as he finds his way in the world because he still has many challenges ahead. I'll be sending Tristan's story to my sister. She'll be so encouraged. Thank you! Sue