If you have ever read my blog at all, you know my son, Danny, has Sensory Processing Disorder and high-functioning autism.
What you probably don't know is that we highly suspect that Charlotte (Danny's younger sister) also has SPD. A different form than Danny's, definitely, but sensory processing issues up the wazoo.
So, yeah. Great news, huh?
We'll know for sure after her eval in September, but Danny's OT agrees that it is highly likely that the girl has SPD.
So, obviously, SPD and autism and other special needs are typically in the forefront of my mind.
Always there, lurking.
Maybe even more often than that.
Sometimes I get really sick of it, of the obsessing, and so I try to distract myself. At times this works. Other times, not so much.
It seems pretty futile to me, because you know, these issues are part of our lives and probably always will be. So it makes sense that I think about it a lot, right?
OK, well maybe there is a limit. Perhaps there is a point when it goes too far, when it becomes a bit of an obsession. When someone, say me, for example, possibly needs an intervention. Someone to tell her to get a grip and let. it. go.
When perhaps, just maybe, it is conceivable that this person is quite possibly thinking about special needs issues too much.
You know, hypothetically speaking, of course.
And I suppose if that were to be the case, there might be some indications, some signs, like say, when this person starts not just diagnosing kids she knows, but actually moves on to characters in books.
Yeah, that would be crazy, wouldn't it?
Or would it?
Tell me you have not read Amelia Bedelia and just KNOWN that woman has Asperger's Syndrome.
And David? Oh, c'mon! He totally has ADHD and possibly SPD with maybe some poor impulse control thrown in for good measure.
Fancy Nancy? Well she does walk on her toes quite a bit.
And really, don't you think that Curious George is just a touch overactive, even for a monkey?
Max from Where the Wild Things Are? Oh, yeah, Oppositional Defiance Disorder all the way, people. All the way.
So, I don't know. You tell me. Do I have a problem?