On Thursday, having a little tummy bug was easy compared to the next two days. I went off the diet today. Thursday night, Friday morning, my son did not sleep at all. Insomnia is a little known side effect of autism. No one talks about it, because with all the other fun things that happen with a child with autism, this is one little symptom that’s often overlooked and underplayed. Let’s just say he is on THREE medications for sleep and melatonin. Thursday night he just decided that sleep was overrated. I heard him talking when I went to bed at 9:00, and when I let the dogs out at 11:00. He came into my room at 2:30 AM, and I gave him a benadryl (the doctor recommends to do this if the other drugs don’t work, which they often don’t). He fell asleep for like 10 minutes at 6:00 AM. I kept him home on Friday from school– partially, because his therapist was sick, and Friday is a one-to-one therapy day. Anyway, he screamed from 12:00 PM until about 3:00 PM, and then fell asleep until 4:30 PM or so. Needless to say, I didn’t sleep at all Thursday night.
Today, I got to sleep in, but my dryer broke. So we ran to Best Buy and bought a new dryer, which was an open box item. Sad to say the reason it was an open box item was because it was broken too. On top of that, my husband tried to put the dryer into the car, and it slipped and broke two toes. We ran back to Best Buy to return the new broken dryer, got a different dryer (by the way, Best Buy was really great about the whole thing, and gave us $120 off of the new new dryer). So I decided to “eff it” and go off the diet a little bit. We went to McGuire’s Irish Pub. Love that place in Destin. But an unfortunate incident happened, and I wanted to post my little public service announcement:
I consider myself a local of anyplace I live (even though I am a military spouse and move frequently, I have been in this area over 3 years, and after this assignment I will have lived her nearly 6 years, which is a pretty damn long time for even non-military). That being said, we live in the community, I volunteer in the community, my kids go to public schools, I pay taxes, and we go support our community. We sat down to eat at a local restaurant, and my kids were being kids. Yes, my son has autism and Tourette’s syndrome and can be a little loud, but McGuire’s is a PUB, it has a PUB atmosphere, it is LOUD. Anyway, a snow bird, decided that she didn’t like the noise, and instead of complaining to the drunk assholes sitting next to us, who were being FAR LOUDER than my kids, she told me that she thought my child was “annoying and being a brat.” Autism, or not, my son is good. I know typical families who don’t take kids out, because of misbehavior. Hell, my own parents wouldn’t go to certain restaurants after my brother and I had gone there, because we were awful. I remember one place my mom didn’t go back to until we were adults, because John and I had a fist fight over a piece of watermelon. That being said, here is my PSA. If you are visiting someplace, respect the people who live there. These people sent back 18-cent Senate Soup, not once, but TWICE! Who the heck sends back soup that costs 18-cents!!!! We work hard with our son to ensure that he can go to places such as McGuires, and most nights we get compliments on his behavior. Tonight that’s what I was expecting, because I was trying to be respectful, and I told the kids to be quiet when they were getting loud. I was expecting the lady to turn around and tell me, “hey it’s OK, everyone else is being loud.” Instead I was told that my kid was annoying. If you don’t want loud people around here’s a hint– don’t go to an Irish Pub!!! OK rant over.
Weight: 140 (though that will go up tomorrow)
AM: Ionix Supreme and water
Dinner: salad, 8 oz prime rib, asparagus, glass of wine
Activity: still resting that damn knee…