I missed my kids and Jaylen was even crying at school everyday because he hardly saw me and knew how sick I was. I was banished to our bedroom, which my husband referred to as the Neatherrealm.
I finally made it to the doctor today and here is what she said,
"Oh yes, looks like you have the flu, AND a sinus infection. Ouch. Let me check this throat culture, even though it is nearly impossible to get strep when you've had a tonsillectomy...oh my goodness, this is positive, you also have strep."
My throat has been literally on fire, it hurts more than after my tonsillectomy. I haven't eaten more than yogurt, jello, and popsicles in the past 3 days. And I have more than tripled that maximum dosage warning on the acetaminophen bottle. But now I start antibiotics.
I promised to write about our experience at Autism Zumba so I will sum it up in a few words and a brief video. The kids had a great time, but it was basically chaos. The poor fitness instructors, not Autism specialists, just Zumba teachers, really had no idea what they had signed up for. There was a lot of stimming, headphones, and running. I find that most kids with Autism we are around have no concept of personal space, including Jaylen. Poor Xavi kept getting pushed and touched, but didn't seem to mind.
We met a little girl who was very into shoes and needed to know the boys sizes. Her mom explained, "That's her thing. She identifies people by their shoe size. All the kids in her class are known by their shoe size." I laughed and said, "Oh, Jaylen's thing used to be house numbers, now it's birthdays." Once again, like the time we went to Autism night at the Aquarium, I felt accepted, unashamed, and a kindred understanding with the other parents. There was no need to stress about behavior or quirks.
Don't they look thrilled? My husband said they look like Zombies.
