03-22-2007, 02:54 AM
Okay... so here goes. This WILL be long, but I just can't seem to figure this all out. I think I might be in the "denial" phase of coping with this whole AS thing... but here's my life story summed up. Please let me know if any of that clicks for you... I'm beginning to think I dug myself into a big hole by saying, "I have AS" and now I need reassurance. P.S. I know only a doc could really tell me that, but I stil don't have any insurance... and I'm mildly paranoid about what a gov DX would mean for my family life...
I feel like I've always been straight up with the social interaction part. The thing is, I did have friends, and do have friends. I always felt like people liked taking care of me, something I've been doing a little too freely lately... But as a kid and stuff I had friends. We went to church I had church friends, and even some school friends. But most of my friends when they came over to my house would play with my middle sis AND I. And at some point I always remember being rather upset about them being at my house in the first place. I always changed friends rather frequently. Which I always put with the fact that we "moved so much" but really we moved when I was 9 and 15. So that's three school changes total from Elementary to HS, so I don't see why I would have been going from one group of friends to another so often. And it never really seemed to bother me that I was loosing friends- I seem to detach as soon as I know the end is near. I don't actively remember doing much outside. I like to draw and paint, and that seemed only right I should be inside doing that. I did ride bikes a lot with my lil sis which was nice because I could really think and enjoy myself- we did swim a lot too at the local pool.
I have always had friends ask me what's wrong, even if there wasn't anything wrong. I have a tendency to "zone out" and stare at the wall... off into space... I'm just thinking. Never about anything imparticular, I couldn't even tell you what I was thinking about if you broke my concentration. I realized that I had a "blank face" that caused the question so I started to have more of a smiley blank face and that seemed to help. I also always have people look back over their shoulder when I'm talking to them because when I'm involved in a one on one convo I have a tendency to look over their shoulder. I wouldn't really call it "avoiding eye contact" necessarily because I do make eye contact in the beginning of a conversation, but my eyes are eventually drawn to the space above their shoulder or their mouth (Is there something stuck in my teeth?)
When I was a kid I used to pass out all the time. I'm not sure why... my mom said the first one was when I was 18 months old. (middle sis would have been a newborn) Basically I would get really light-headed and start seeing dark spots. The dark spots would eventually all blob together until it was all black and then there was an echoey feeling and I would wake up later. Sometimes I wouldn't actually pass out... but it would take about 10-15 minutes or so for me to be able to sit up again. Looking back on it I couldn't say there was ever a reason. Its not like it happened at school dances or heavy overload situations. Although it did happen a lot at the oral surjeon's office (I still hate dentists more than anything) But it never made sense and the docs gave me an EKG and a whole host of tests including diabetes and a million other things (I remember taking reading comprehension tests at the docs office and testing whether or not I could move one hand and not the other) this was when I was 5 or 6. The diagnosed me with "childhood migraines" which I still don't get since migraines last a really long time and I would eventually bounce out of these in 20 minutes or so- that and it wasn't really a headache...
Also in the "treatment" section of my story I started getting super stressed out when I was in 5th grade. I would cry at the end of the day because the other kids didn't really like me (a few of the girls were down right mean to me) and I didn't fit in very well. I was also crazy about my little sisters and felt that I was reponsible for them. One time my middle sis knocked her drink over at the restaurant and I sprang into action to try to clean it all up. I told the waitress who tried to help that I had it "under control"... So my parents to me to some sort of therapist (I wouldn't know what kind) and he helped me deal with my anger issues. My mom says I still use these when I get overwhelmed or angry now... at 26. The only thing I really remember is when we had a parents+counselor+me meeting and I told the therapist, "Let's be frank..." and was interrupted by laughter. Then I was too horribly offended by their laughter that I couldn't say what I wanted.
Anyway... I do really horrible in stressful situations, at least those that I can't prepare for. I have plans in my head for what to do in a lot of situations (like what if my daughter cracks her head open) where I would seem way to on top of things. But if something happened that I didn't have a plan for, I totally freeze. For instance, last week I walked into my church's nursery to drop my kids off and they all said, "HEY!" to me and I just stood there like an idiot for way too long and managed a, "hi..." and ran my kids back to their room.
I'm not so bad in social situations anymore. I can chit chat with other mommy's at the park so long as their friendly and ask questions. But I have a real problem with unstructured free times where the only plan is to walk around and chit chat. Sounds wierd but if I something bothers me at the park I can make something up and leave. If I'm supposed to be some place for two hours and its all unstructured chit chat, I get lost. I try to get involved in conversations... then everyone looks at each other, like I did something wrong but I don't know what I did- I try to always be talking about what they're talking about. But I've always seen situations like that as a waltz or something that there's the right steps and moves to make- sometimes I get the right, sometimes I don't.
I try not to talk about things that excite me anymore because for the most part no one cares. Or I replay the convo later and realize the person was bored and upset. But if someone is really interested I could talk about the same thing for hours.
I don't actively "stim" or do any of the "outside" symptoms like speak in monotone or "walk funny"- although I did start running with my hands down to my side in Jr. High and got made fun of majorly for it and stopped. I'm certainly clumbsy- no one would argue that- I'm known to not know how big my hips are and bump them into children...
I always walk into walls or bump my head on car doors. I purposefully avoid walking in bumpy places because I'm likely to fall and never wear heels unless they are ridiculously sturdy.
I always have to know what's going to happen next and plan my day as best I can accordingly. If things don't go the way I expect (like I want to go home and watch a movie but my kids wanna go to the park so we go to the park) I don't flip out. Sometimes I do get grumpy about wierd things and I realize that its out of place (like if I want to get a new movie and hubby says no- not trying to be manipulative either, just bummed I won't see the movie) Even when I'm getting directions while driving I have to know what comes next, As soon as I take the "first right" I need to know what will be the next direction.
I always see my brain working like the branches on trees. Everything is connected. Seeing one thing can take my brain to a million different places and each place needs to be explored, if that makes any sense. I also really like looking at the play of light on objects like leaves and such, especially if it's moving. I guess you could say I fixate on it. I also like looking at smaller objects on the ground and imagine what I'd need to do to draw or paint that object (breaking it down into panes of color and hue)
okay, that's all I have for now... sorry again for my constant novel-writing...
I feel like I've always been straight up with the social interaction part. The thing is, I did have friends, and do have friends. I always felt like people liked taking care of me, something I've been doing a little too freely lately... But as a kid and stuff I had friends. We went to church I had church friends, and even some school friends. But most of my friends when they came over to my house would play with my middle sis AND I. And at some point I always remember being rather upset about them being at my house in the first place. I always changed friends rather frequently. Which I always put with the fact that we "moved so much" but really we moved when I was 9 and 15. So that's three school changes total from Elementary to HS, so I don't see why I would have been going from one group of friends to another so often. And it never really seemed to bother me that I was loosing friends- I seem to detach as soon as I know the end is near. I don't actively remember doing much outside. I like to draw and paint, and that seemed only right I should be inside doing that. I did ride bikes a lot with my lil sis which was nice because I could really think and enjoy myself- we did swim a lot too at the local pool.
I have always had friends ask me what's wrong, even if there wasn't anything wrong. I have a tendency to "zone out" and stare at the wall... off into space... I'm just thinking. Never about anything imparticular, I couldn't even tell you what I was thinking about if you broke my concentration. I realized that I had a "blank face" that caused the question so I started to have more of a smiley blank face and that seemed to help. I also always have people look back over their shoulder when I'm talking to them because when I'm involved in a one on one convo I have a tendency to look over their shoulder. I wouldn't really call it "avoiding eye contact" necessarily because I do make eye contact in the beginning of a conversation, but my eyes are eventually drawn to the space above their shoulder or their mouth (Is there something stuck in my teeth?)
When I was a kid I used to pass out all the time. I'm not sure why... my mom said the first one was when I was 18 months old. (middle sis would have been a newborn) Basically I would get really light-headed and start seeing dark spots. The dark spots would eventually all blob together until it was all black and then there was an echoey feeling and I would wake up later. Sometimes I wouldn't actually pass out... but it would take about 10-15 minutes or so for me to be able to sit up again. Looking back on it I couldn't say there was ever a reason. Its not like it happened at school dances or heavy overload situations. Although it did happen a lot at the oral surjeon's office (I still hate dentists more than anything) But it never made sense and the docs gave me an EKG and a whole host of tests including diabetes and a million other things (I remember taking reading comprehension tests at the docs office and testing whether or not I could move one hand and not the other) this was when I was 5 or 6. The diagnosed me with "childhood migraines" which I still don't get since migraines last a really long time and I would eventually bounce out of these in 20 minutes or so- that and it wasn't really a headache...
Also in the "treatment" section of my story I started getting super stressed out when I was in 5th grade. I would cry at the end of the day because the other kids didn't really like me (a few of the girls were down right mean to me) and I didn't fit in very well. I was also crazy about my little sisters and felt that I was reponsible for them. One time my middle sis knocked her drink over at the restaurant and I sprang into action to try to clean it all up. I told the waitress who tried to help that I had it "under control"... So my parents to me to some sort of therapist (I wouldn't know what kind) and he helped me deal with my anger issues. My mom says I still use these when I get overwhelmed or angry now... at 26. The only thing I really remember is when we had a parents+counselor+me meeting and I told the therapist, "Let's be frank..." and was interrupted by laughter. Then I was too horribly offended by their laughter that I couldn't say what I wanted.
Anyway... I do really horrible in stressful situations, at least those that I can't prepare for. I have plans in my head for what to do in a lot of situations (like what if my daughter cracks her head open) where I would seem way to on top of things. But if something happened that I didn't have a plan for, I totally freeze. For instance, last week I walked into my church's nursery to drop my kids off and they all said, "HEY!" to me and I just stood there like an idiot for way too long and managed a, "hi..." and ran my kids back to their room.
I'm not so bad in social situations anymore. I can chit chat with other mommy's at the park so long as their friendly and ask questions. But I have a real problem with unstructured free times where the only plan is to walk around and chit chat. Sounds wierd but if I something bothers me at the park I can make something up and leave. If I'm supposed to be some place for two hours and its all unstructured chit chat, I get lost. I try to get involved in conversations... then everyone looks at each other, like I did something wrong but I don't know what I did- I try to always be talking about what they're talking about. But I've always seen situations like that as a waltz or something that there's the right steps and moves to make- sometimes I get the right, sometimes I don't.
I try not to talk about things that excite me anymore because for the most part no one cares. Or I replay the convo later and realize the person was bored and upset. But if someone is really interested I could talk about the same thing for hours.
I don't actively "stim" or do any of the "outside" symptoms like speak in monotone or "walk funny"- although I did start running with my hands down to my side in Jr. High and got made fun of majorly for it and stopped. I'm certainly clumbsy- no one would argue that- I'm known to not know how big my hips are and bump them into children...
I always walk into walls or bump my head on car doors. I purposefully avoid walking in bumpy places because I'm likely to fall and never wear heels unless they are ridiculously sturdy.I always have to know what's going to happen next and plan my day as best I can accordingly. If things don't go the way I expect (like I want to go home and watch a movie but my kids wanna go to the park so we go to the park) I don't flip out. Sometimes I do get grumpy about wierd things and I realize that its out of place (like if I want to get a new movie and hubby says no- not trying to be manipulative either, just bummed I won't see the movie) Even when I'm getting directions while driving I have to know what comes next, As soon as I take the "first right" I need to know what will be the next direction.
I always see my brain working like the branches on trees. Everything is connected. Seeing one thing can take my brain to a million different places and each place needs to be explored, if that makes any sense. I also really like looking at the play of light on objects like leaves and such, especially if it's moving. I guess you could say I fixate on it. I also like looking at smaller objects on the ground and imagine what I'd need to do to draw or paint that object (breaking it down into panes of color and hue)
okay, that's all I have for now... sorry again for my constant novel-writing...