Day 8 – Baby Girl is still sick.
Yesterday while she was curling up into a ball on the sofa she hit
herself hard in the month with her knee.
Hard enough to really bust her lip open – which is something she really
only allowed me to look at this morning.
When it happened yesterday she barely even teared up and certainly did
not cry. I tried to comfort her but she
would have none of that. For a long time
she did not seem to feel physical pain like the rest of us, or maybe she felt
it but didn’t respond the way the rest of us do. It worried us a lot – you could never tell
how serious something was. We’ve seen
her knocked off her feet while walking in front of someone swinging and be
thrown three feet without so much as a whimper, fling herself back and hit her noggin
on the headboard full force and keep going.
Administer ice? NO. Clean the
area? Absolutely NO. Bandaids? Only in
the last about 18 months and they are to stay on until they fall off or she
turns 21, whichever is first. No one
removes the bandaid. No one. Only recently have I seen her react a little
more, actually show an outward sign that she was hurt. Once or twice she has allowed us to comfort
her when these boo boos happened – but only on her terms. This was her first skinned knee and it was
from a rough tumble on the concrete driveway while running and playing with our
neighbor. There was barely even a
reaction – she was and still is one tough little girl. #30facesofautism
#autismawareness
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