Posted in Augmentative and Alternative Communication (AAC), Autism, Fun Side of Nick

Blog #59~ The Sleuth Detective

Blog #59~ The Sleuth Detective

The iPod has disappeared, here we go again…..geesh.  One of the many “gifts” that Nick has given me besides razor sharp reflexes is a keen eye as a sleuth detective.

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Things have a way of vanishing into a *black hole around here.

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Since Nick has Down syndrome and autism and limited verbal skills, I can’t exactly ask him to back track his steps to find his iPod.  I showed him the media bin where it’s should be kept as I signed the word, “help.”

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Then, I pointed to the icon in his communication book asking him where is it?  I am met with a blank stare.  So, I take off to check the usual spots.  First stop, behind the couch….nada.  Next, a peer underneath my bed….nil. Now I have to do some back tracking.  When did he have his iPod last?  Over twenty minutes have past as I searched the house.  Then I remembered he was hanging out in Hank’s room.  I do a full room scan for a few minutes then zero in on the bed.  I pulled the comforter back…..bingo!

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A few weeks ago I thought I was losing my mind.  I had a stack of letters sitting on the kitchen counter that I was going to mail the next day.  Poof, they were gone.  I sent a text to Al to see if he had mailed them…… nope.  I followed the trail again checking the usual spots….crickets……

“Oh great, now what?  Please don’t be in the trash.”

I dug my way down the garbage, picking through as coffee grounds and gunk stuck to my hands.  No luck.

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Finally I had one last thought.  I opened the door to the basement that is in a state of disarray after being flooded  from the spring rains in April………

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There’s an hour of my life I will never get back. 

What is the worst thing that has vanished in the black hole?  The entire contents (10 pages) filled with icons out of Nick’s communication book.  I spent a day and a half a day sniffing out every trail I could think of that Nick might have taken.  I couldn’t imagine having to make all those icons, laminate and apply the Velcro again.

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

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I went into the bathroom to see if he might have flushed them down the toilet. Well, it wouldn’t be the first time.  In Blog #21~ What is Normal?  (located in the September 2012 archives), I wrote about the time my leopard reader glasses went missing.  I always keep them next to the laptop in the same place.  The next day Sergio, our plumber was fixing a clogged toilet……

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“I found out why your toilet was clogged. You can still wear theeeese glasses they were in clean water, not poopy water.”

Leopard readers back in it’s rightful place…..

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The toilet flushed just fine, what a relief…..  The next day, I went to get Nick’s work bins that are stored on a high shelf in the laundry room.  I glanced inside one.  He had emptied his book one by one and put them all in here.  Whew……Thank goodness! 🙂

Communication Book restored, we dodged a bullet on that one…..

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The phone went missing a few weeks ago. The phone is easy to find since you can hit the intercom button, but not this time.  Finally I discovered it tucked in the blue bin where I keep my blow dryer. Normally I just reach up and pull the dryer out, but last Thursday and I pulled the whole bin down.  Mystery solved, inside there it sat, the long, lost uncharged phone.

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It seems as I write this piece there is a pattern emerging.   Nick definitely likes to drop things, but then other times he likes to put them up in those high bins. Note to self for the next thing that drops into the black hole. There are no lessons
to be learned this week.  It’s just a slice of life in Nick’s world…. The rest of us are just trying to keep up!  That’s what is in my noggin.

~Teresa

*According to Wikipedia:  “A black hole is a region of space-time from which gravity prevents anything, including light, from escaping.[1] The theory of general relativity predicts that a sufficiently compact mass will deform space-time to form a black hole. Around a black hole, there is a mathematically defined surface called an event horizon that marks the point of no return. The hole is called “black” because it absorbs all the light that hits the horizon, reflecting nothing, just like a perfect black body in thermodynamics.”

Posted in Augmentative and Alternative Communication (AAC), Speech and Occupational Therapy

Blog #45~Can We Talk?

 

Blog#45~Can We Talk?

How does someone like Nick who has Down syndrome and autism communicate his needs and wants?  Let me start at the beginning.  When Nick was in the infant program he was taught sign language.  He would sign “more, all done, yes, no and other basic words.”  Using sign language gave him a voice when the low tone of having Down syndrome slowed up his speech.

When he was around 4 years old I began to snap photographs and put them on one of those blue school pocket charts.  These pictures included things he enjoyed like juice, Goldfish, Thomas the Train and Barney videos. These worked great and he understood all of them.

In first grade I requested an assessment to see if he would do better with an augmentative and alternative communication device. According to  About.com, Augmentative communication is an alternative way to help students and adults with language disorders use expressive language or receptive language. Augmentative communication can be accomplished through assistive technology devices such as computers or hand held devices. Low technology such as picture communication systems can also be used as augmentative communication.

The evaluator came out to the home to try some of the voice output devices with Nick.  He just stimmed on the devices,  hitting the buttons rapid fire like a DJ scratching a rap record.

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The evaluator concluded that it would serve Nick better to use a low tech picture system to help him communicate.  She gave me a handful of laminated pictures (goldfish, chicken tenders, pasta, milk, juice and Coke.) They were like rare, gold coins that I treasured. (There was nothing like Google Images back when he was 6 years old.) You either had to snap photographs, cut out pictures out of magazines or beg for icons from the speech therapist. Note that around this time, Nick was also diagnosed with Verbal Apraxia of Speech which further complicated his ablility to articulate.  For years, Nick used pictures and sign language to communicate his needs.

Since Nick can’t read or write and his verbal skills are limited, he needs support.  What we learned is that someone like Nick who has autism tends to see things clearly with pictures.  If he can see it, he can understand it.  In fifth grade the school team was trained on how to use the PECS (Picture Exchange Communication System). There is a precise protocol to the system.  Once the protocol was followed, Nick made great strides in using the pictures to communicate wants and needs. He finally had a voice! 🙂

The cost of buying the software used by most schools is steep as well.  A Mayer-Johnson Boardmaker program can be $400-$800 dollars!  However, if you are a parent you can purchase these programs for 1/2 price. 🙂  Also if your CD gets damaged (aka, Nick dropping it from the second floor) they will replace it for no charge.  Check with your support teacher, as they should have access to this software and will make any laminated icons you might need for home use.  In addition, check with your local library and agencies like Easter Seals to see if they have it available to check out.

Most of the time Nick puts the pictures and icons on a velcro strip and hands it to the caregiver.  However sometimes he gets a little more creative. 🙂

“Hey Mom,  I’ve laid out my plan for what I want to do now”……..

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Poor Kitty, nap interrupted………..

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The next re-evaluation came in middle school.  The team decided to try Nick on a voice output device.  He was given a set amount time to just play and stim on it.  But then, he began to understand that the device was to be used to communicate.  There are all sizes and the cost for these can be thousands of dollars. Nick’s was around $8,000 dollars.  The Dynavox V was the Cadillac of AAC (Augmentative and Alternative Communication)  devices that would grow with Nick. This was provided by the school district. We found out later that the Dynavox V had major drawback.  It was that it was heavy and bulky.

Dynavox V or as we named it “The Brick”……

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After a few years with the Dynavox,  We looked into other devices that would be more portable and less obtrusive. We ditched the “Brick” and moved to an iPod touch loaded with a program called Touch Chat.  Another popular program is called Proloquo2Go.  I like Touch Chat because you can upload your own pictures as well as using theirs. Both programs are excellent. The iPod is protected and enhanced with sound using a case with speakers- (iMainGo Speaker case.)

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In essence, it is an electronic version of his PECS communication book.  He still needs a lot of practice using it properly without stimming on it.  The jury is still out on whether this will take over as his primary means to communicate.

Touch chat screen….

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Finding the means to help Nick’s communicate continues to be a work in progress. If he is on the phone with you he might say hi and your name if he recognizes your voice.  But mostly he will smile and wave.

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He continues to use some verbal speech,  sign language, Pecs picture book and the iPod Touch Chat.  It’s like walking down the stairs.  Sometimes you need to hold onto the handrail and sometimes you don’t.   All of these communication methods are his handrail that support and facilitate his speech.

I have learned that there is no perfect way to help with speech.  All of these serve him and have their drawbacks.  It’s always good to have the backup PECS book in case the batteries die or the device goes for an unexpected dip in the pool. I hope this gives you some insight into the evolution of Nick’s way of talking through the years.  That’s what is in my noggin this week.

~Teresa 🙂

Posted in Autism, Down syndrome, Fun Side of Nick

Blog #33~ Stuff on my Cat

Blog #33~ Stuff on my Cat

December is such a crazy, busy month so I am going to keep the posts light and quick.  I have yet to talk about one important member of the family.  That is Miss Mellie, our 16 year grey tabby.  She has a rough life following the sun coming into the house and basking in the glow……

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When she’s not soaking up the rays she is usually on somebody’s lap.  Here she is not quite a year old with Hank, age 4……

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When the boys were toddlers I had an orange tabby named Woody who lived to the ripe old age of 17.  Woody didn’t have much to do with the boys. Note Nick again leaning on his brother.  You can see his low muscle tone which is a characteristic of Down syndrome…

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My sister, Laura pointed out a great website called “Stuff on my Cat” a few years back.  This site is a hoot, check it out at www.stuffonmycat.com.

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For as long as I can remember we have been putting random things on our cats.  By the way cat lovers, they also have a book and calendar too. We’ve had a lot of fun with this.  So have Hank and Nick!

Hank put a toy cowboy hat on top of Miss Mellie. Howdy partner…… 🙂

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Then he put a Superman cape on my sister’s cat, Paco……It’s a bird, it’s a plane, no its Super Cat!

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Nick has followed suit with putting stuff on our cat… not always to Miss Mellie’s liking.  He likes to give her love pats and he thinks it’s hilarious to sneeze on her too.  Nick has Down syndrome and autism.

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Poor Mellie has fallen victim to some of Nick’s dumping (Blog #3 Getting your Goat has the complete list of dumps!)  Let’s see…. baby powder, fajita seasoning, PEC icons, then splat…. Head and Shoulders shampoo….

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Nick thought that was so cool he gave himself a couple of dollops…… 🙂

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Here kitty, hope you enjoy one of my stim toys…..

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Who needs a Velcro strip, Nick just uses the cat…..

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If there are no other laps available she will get desperate and settle for Nick.

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Mellie is pretty lazy but there are two things she will jump up for.  The sound of the can opener sends her sprinting to the kitchen.  “Oh yes it must be tuna!”

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The other is the dryer door closing.  That means warm laundry and maybe a dryer sheet on her head………

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Meow to the Easter Kitty…..

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Mellie stoned on Christmas cat nip…..

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She seems to be doing well despite the stuff we put on her.  That’s what is in my noggin this week.  Until next Monday may you take time during the holiday hustle and bustle to enjoy what makes you happy like a good cozy lap!

~Teresa

Meow….. 🙂

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Posted in Down syndrome, Speech and Occupational Therapy

Blog #2~ Language Barriers

Blog 2~Language Barriers

Rewinding this week back to when Nick was six years old.  At the time, Al’s brother and family (Ron & Ali along their kids Anna and Sam), lived in London.  For the second time we flew overseas to visit them.  Years ago, we had decided to never let Nick’s disabilities hold us back from getting out into the world.  Here is a little bit about the second trip over.

I love England; everybody gets what you are saying even if you pronounce it wrong.  “Where will you be staying?”  Asked the customs clerk with her proper English accent.

“Esh-er” I exclaimed like a true native Texan would say.

She followed up, “Oh you mean Eee-sher,” using a long “e” vowel sound. I didn’t mind that she corrected my phonetics. Everyone was so nice and accommodating.  The town of Esher was quaint, just outside of London with pubs a plenty.  Cheers to the pubs they are family friendly and the pints of beer go down smooth.

Then, we hit the “Chunnel” which is the train that travels undersea from London to France. There is a different feel in France.  They seemed very put off by us; the stupid Americans in our tennis shoes, jeans, ball caps and fanny packs.   First stop, the Eiffel tower. Al, Ron and Nick made it to the top. Nick is fearless that way, the rest of the kids were scared.  Ali, Anna, Sam and my older son, Hank and I had to stop halfway up.  There is a small café at the midpoint.  We each ordered a hotdog, well sort of.  The order came out with each of us receiving not one but two foot long hotdogs inside a thick, crusty baguette a piece.  What a spectacle we were.  We couldn’t help but laugh at each other while the crust exploded with each bite sending crumbs jettisoning all over us.  We were in over our heads.  This would be the first of many times that the language barrier would get in the way.

The next day was grand a tour of the Notre Dame Cathedral.  Up the narrow, spiraled staircase we made our way to the top to see the gargoyles.  About halfway up Nick started dragging his feet so Al and I took turns schlepping him on our backs like pack mules.  The sound of the chimes was resounding and felt deep in the soul.  Hank imagined the grotesque hunch-backed bellringer, Quasimodo dangling from the rope to sound the time.  One thing I would suggest to anyone touring in Europe, do not wear flip flops.  Not only is there a lot of walking, but those stony steps are centuries old, worn and slick.  My feet have never been the same since that trip up to see the gargoyles.  One by one, we checked off the sites off our bucket list.  Mine was to sit at a sidewalk café and sip champagne where the artists are lined up.  Cheers to a successful day two, with no surprises.

The river tour along the Seine lovely but with one exception, the guide spoke French.  Every meal was a mystery with surprises like a fried egg on top of a hamburger patty and negotiating at the shops and trying to get taxis was frustrating.  We found ourselves lost in translation.  A few days in Paris were enough for me.  I was ready to get back to England, and be understood again.

I think about my son Nick, who has a limited vocabulary.  He often gets frustrated in trying to communicate his needs much like I did in France.   It is a feeling of helplessness and of being lost in many respects.  For Nick and others who are on the autism spectrum, supports are needed to help them convey their needs.   We use a picture symbol system called “Picture Exchange Communication System” or “Pecs.”  If Nick can see it in picture form, he can understand it.  These supports are Nick’s voice.  It is the tool that has given him his power and ability to navigate in the world.  When he feels like he is control, he stays even keeled and less apt to have a meltdown.

We have utilized the resources of our local agencies and the school staff to train us on how to support Nick.  In addition, we use Google images and laminate additional icons which he recognizes.  The pictures not only allow Nick to connect but also help to set his schedule for the day.  He follows it pointing to each icon as if he were reading a script.  Which is exactly the intent, set up the scene for what is to come and in return the anxiety level stays low. For instance we are going to mass.  Here is how the icons are laid out:  Church-Priest-Quiet-All Done-Car-Home-Sprite (reward.)

When Nick wants to ask for something it is usually something like this:  I want-Car-Mall-Taco Bell- Tacos & Sprite. Here is a menu icon board for B-Dubs which allows him to make choices on his own:

In the last few months we have purchased a portable hand held device that has the icons built in called Touch Chat. More on this in future blog entries…stay tuned..

After that trip overseas,  I totally empathized with Nick.  Paris taught me about language barriers.  The need to feel understood and have ones needs be met is something that is essential for all of us. Speaking of expressing wants and needs please let me know of what other topics you would like to hear about… That’s what is in my noggin this week… until next Monday!

~Teresa