"I can't find my shoes, where are they, where are they?" screams Anthony as he races through the house. Anthony needs to be reminded to put his shoes in the hall when he takes them off. He can never remember where else they might be and has huge difficulty actually seeing them even when in plain sight. It's like directing a blind folded person to an object on the floor sometimes.
Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts
Tuesday, 7 July 2020
My autistic son and his awesome memory
"I can't find my shoes, where are they, where are they?" screams Anthony as he races through the house. Anthony needs to be reminded to put his shoes in the hall when he takes them off. He can never remember where else they might be and has huge difficulty actually seeing them even when in plain sight. It's like directing a blind folded person to an object on the floor sometimes.
Wednesday, 19 September 2018
14 weeks till Christmas: The challenges of my ADHD son using his learned knowledge
Anthony is great at his times tables. He learned them by rote. A very popular learning method for many. Sometimes it takes a moment as he rattles through them in his head, but he always gets them right. So if he knows it's 14 weeks until Christmas, why can't he tell me how many days it is?
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Tuesday, 13 March 2018
The memory functions of my 10 year old autistic lad with ADHD
"I can't find my shoes, where are they, where are they?" screams Anthony as he races through the house. Anthony needs to be reminded to put his shoes in the hall when he takes them off. He can never remember where else they might be and has huge difficulty actually seeing them even when in plain sight. It's like directing a blind folded person to an object on the floor sometimes.
Thursday, 24 March 2016
Appreciating the talents of others?
Sometimes it can seem as if a child with autism is stuck in their own world. Our son, David, can cut himself off from those around him and enjoy the time he has on his own. Anthony needs this time too but that doesn't mean he can't see what's going on around him or appreciate it.
We were nearly late getting Anthony to school a few days ago. As we arrived I had him set up for the idea that he would probably be going straight through to assembly. When I collected Anthony at the end of the day, he gladly let me know that I had been wrong and there hadn't been an assembly at school that day. I suddenly thought that perhaps this had something to do with an Easter Parade, but as Anthony was not forthcoming with information I let the questioning slide.
We were nearly late getting Anthony to school a few days ago. As we arrived I had him set up for the idea that he would probably be going straight through to assembly. When I collected Anthony at the end of the day, he gladly let me know that I had been wrong and there hadn't been an assembly at school that day. I suddenly thought that perhaps this had something to do with an Easter Parade, but as Anthony was not forthcoming with information I let the questioning slide.
Today I found out that the school had attended a rolling Easter Service at the Church and this is why there had been no assembly. See, I knew it had something to do with Easter, he does after all attend a church associated school.
One of the girls from Anthony's class was singing at the service. Anthony's teaching assistant told us he had been very good during the service, he had also commented that his friends singing had been just wonderful. So I asked him about it.
He said that he couldn't talk about it. Her singing was just too beautiful to talk about.
Sometimes the emotions through his senses are just too high. In the same way Anthony doesn't want to look at rainbows because they are too beautiful, he attached such appreciation and delight in the memory of this girls singing.
Isn't that just lovely. It's as if it took his breath away.
What took your breath away recently?
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Tuesday, 22 March 2016
The slightest change is difficult
This morning started off like any other. In fact it was going quite well, everyone had was dressed, had breakfast and we're ready to go nearly five minutes early. As we all got into the car to go to school I smiled as the car clock revealed we were ahead of schedule. But it was not to be in any part of the school run.
As we approached the bottom of the road we entered a stream of near stationary traffic. Sometimes there is a bit of a queue up to the round about junction which is about another 100m down the road but today's was unpresidented. It took over 10 minutes to travel 100m.
Parents who were able to walk to their school strolled passed us at a leisurely pace. Anthony was sat in the front and I began to explain to him that there was a problem with the traffic and we would be late getting to school. We are rarely late but sometimes if we are it's better to drop the children at their respective schools in a different order. Today was going to be one of those days.
Anyhony and his younger sister Jane are able to understand this. David is not.
As we pulled up near Anthony's school, David was deep in the iPad and seems ok as I carried him and walked with Anthony and Jane to the school reception. Anthony was only 3 minutes late so we'd actually done well given the traffic. However, as we entered reception, David recognised where we were and began to shout and scream. He wanted to get down. We had once had to take David to a meeting at Anthony's school. While he was there he played with a train set. That's what he remembered about here and that's what he was after.
Anthony was taken through to his class and Jane and I walked back to the car holding a licking and screaming David. He calmed down once back in the car but when I dropped him at his school he didn't go in as his happy usual self and insisted on hanging around in the playground with one of the assistants.
It's sometimes easy to forget when things are going ok that these small changes that are so easily absorbed by some of us are a difficulty for others. David has probably now got over his change to his day but it's hard to know just what affect it will have had on his mood and what that might mean for his learning.
It's impossible to tell when things won't go as you plan and there really is only so much extra time you can allow for things being different. Hopefully as David's understanding approves he will be able to. Impressed when change is happening and that will give him some time to adjust. Exposure seems to be the way forward. After all, Anthony used to really struggle and now he takes it in his stride ... sometimes.
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Monday, 21 March 2016
It's time to tell him

Anthony is crushing his forehead with his hands. He's making a haunting noise that's a cross between a scream and a growl. And then he said, "Please, kill me, then make me again with a brain that works properly."
Sometimes I wonder if our son is aware of his difficulties. Anthony has autism, ADHD and a bit of hypermobility and anxiety thrown in for good measure. He knows some things, like he finds it difficult to sit still and has someone help him at the school. But this was the first time I've been stopped in my tracks by his awareness.
It was over something as simple as copying a sum from a screen onto a piece of paper.
Anthony was converting a picture sum into a column addition. He was doing the sums very well but after a short time started to struggle. His poor motor skills meant he wasn't always lining the numbers up correctly and he started to forget what he needed to do to work the sum out. "Ohhh mum, my brain and fingers are being very naughty," he said. A few sums later and he was becoming annoyed and upset by his own inabilities.
"Kill me," he screamed. "Please, kill me, then make me again with a brain that works properly."
Can you imagine?
I felt my heart thump in my chest, like a booming base drum. Where was the next beat...?. The world suddenly seemed in slow motion. I felt my eyes widen and glisten as my stomach shivered. Then I couldn't tell where my failing heart ended and my stomach started. Oh son. On the outside I held it together, inside I was a mess.
You see, Anthony's brain works differently as part of his autism. He processes everything differently. Sometimes this makes things more challenging and sometimes he sees things in a wonderful way that no one else does. Anthony has also been diagnosed with ADHD. This is an added complication. Not only does his mind work differently, but then he also loses focus, making some tasks even more challenging.
Anthony knows he can copy sums. He knows he can work out the answers. He's learned to overcome difficulties with sensory input and seeing things differently.... and then his mind fails him again with concentration. Please, give my kid a break, I thought.
Can you imagine?
I felt my heart thump in my chest, like a booming base drum. Where was the next beat...?. The world suddenly seemed in slow motion. I felt my eyes widen and glisten as my stomach shivered. Then I couldn't tell where my failing heart ended and my stomach started. Oh son. On the outside I held it together, inside I was a mess.
You see, Anthony's brain works differently as part of his autism. He processes everything differently. Sometimes this makes things more challenging and sometimes he sees things in a wonderful way that no one else does. Anthony has also been diagnosed with ADHD. This is an added complication. Not only does his mind work differently, but then he also loses focus, making some tasks even more challenging.
Anthony knows he can copy sums. He knows he can work out the answers. He's learned to overcome difficulties with sensory input and seeing things differently.... and then his mind fails him again with concentration. Please, give my kid a break, I thought.
Of course I hugged him, helped him focus and worked him through the sum. I said he had done his sums very well and he could finish. No more homework for him tonight. I was relieved, to say the least, when he told me he didn't want to die. That he was just frustrated and being a literal thinker he was pretty sure the only way to get a new brain was to die first, and he didn't want that. Perhaps I'll talk to him about neurosurgery later...much later.
We've always been in agreement that Anthony should know about his autism, ADHD etc when it seems right. And we are now on the edge of labelling Anthony's conditions for him. He knows he has hypermobility. When the physiotherapist gave him exercises to do it made sense to tell him. He says his knees are being silly. Perhaps it's no surprise that he thinks his brain is malfunctioning and being 'naughty'. He has commented before that his brain is not doing as he asks.
We've always been in agreement that Anthony should know about his autism, ADHD etc when it seems right. And we are now on the edge of labelling Anthony's conditions for him. He knows he has hypermobility. When the physiotherapist gave him exercises to do it made sense to tell him. He says his knees are being silly. Perhaps it's no surprise that he thinks his brain is malfunctioning and being 'naughty'. He has commented before that his brain is not doing as he asks.
I know we'll highlight all the good things about him. It's not going to be a brand new thing, we've been drip feeding him the idea for a while. But I'm still extremely nervous. I feel that thump... thump in my chest again just thinking about it. Anthony's unexpected outburst means it's time for us to do what we've been expecting. However he reacts, we'll be there to support him. But it is time to tell him. It's time he had the opportunity to understand himself.
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Thursday, 10 March 2016
Mysteries of memories
The memories of my autistic kids can sometimes seem incredible and other times seem impossible. "I can't find my shoes, where are they, where are they?" screams Anthony as he races through the house. Anthony needs to be reminded to put his shoes in the hall when he takes them off. He can never remember where else they might be and has huge difficulty actually seeing them even when in plain sight. It's like directing a blind folded person to an object on the floor sometimes.
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