Parker’s Prom 5/12/2017

When I heard my boy had Autism I watched a lot of videos of Mother’s crying that their son would never do anything in their life. He would not go to prom. He won’t ever get married. He will never have a job.

I would also be sad over this and I would sometimes stop and think that one day I will die and I will not be here for him anymore. What will he do without me. It scares me so.

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Then on May 12, 2017, I got to go to my son’s prom with him. He had a date too. Her name is Seria and I paid for her mom to come along too. It was so nice to be able to go and see my son have a great time. He was dancing and having a wonderful time. He actually got to dance with two women at the same time and he had a smile on his face.

There were a lot of students there and this was Parker’s Junior Prom. I will be attending again with him next year. But he may not be at that school next year because of what they are doing to him. They are failing him. They do a good job in some ways and other ways it seems as if they are making excuses for him.

They took services away from him because he wasn’t doing well with them. That makes no sense but I thought they know what they are talking about so I can’t say a word.

He is 16 nonverbal and has many challenges. They say he don’t need Occupational Therapy and they only give him one 15 minute session of speech and they don’t teach him to talk. They work with him on his speech device which is an IPAD that has pictures that you can touch and they turn to words.

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The day went well. He insisted on a second shower so his hair was still wet. But he still looked so handsome and was having a great time getting a big deal made of him. I am thankful to get a picture of him like this. I used to have to take 50 pictures or more to get one good picture.

I always upload my videos of the family to YouTube and Parker loves to watch them all the time. Any chance he gets he watches YouTube and watches his favorite family videos. He changes my descriptions all the time to a bunch of letters and numbers.

I believe I have over 800 videos uploaded so far. I have lots of Video tapes to transfer still and I have mini DV videos. Our camera broke and now I can’t get those videos off of those tapes. I am hoping I will be able to someday.

Here’s another fun video.

That’s me acting like a crazy mom. I look ridiculous but I will do anything for my son. He did such a good job. He got upset once and scratched and pinched us. But he recovered well. We think it was because of the music they were playing sometimes. He loves music but some of it Parker can’t handle.

Here is a picture of the lovely couple.

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Dawn Meyers

Author of RaisingAutism.me

Autism Learning Hip Hop

I have been bringing Parker to Hip Hop Dance Class. He does not get used to new places to fast but I know he likes his teacher Anna that we found later is only 16. That’s the same age as Parker and she has an older brother who has Autism.

I know Parker really likes her and he has been good to her and only scratched her once. He smells you if he likes you. LOL. Anna is so kind to him and it is nice to see him socialize with someone that he is not used to seeing every day.

Everyone there loves him. The girls that are in the class always say hello to him when we go to the Pretzel Factory next door after class. They say they have a great time with him and they think he is so much fun to have in their class.

You know I have always been worried about acceptance and it is hard for me to socialize myself with anyone who doesn’t understand autism.

I actually made a friend at the dance studio. Everyone smiles and says bye to us when we leave and I get along with everyone. So far no one has tried to tell me what I should do with my son. That is something I found in the beginning of his life that annoyed us.

One day he will be dancing for us all in a show and he will be a perfect accent to the girls that practice hard every week.

Look for more of Parker Meyers at dance class coming soon.

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Dawn Meyers

The author of RaisingAutism.me

 

Hear Him Speak

I have always been active in making sure my children spoke when they were supposed to. I have always wanted to make sure my children developed in every way they should.

We noticed that one of our boys was regressing in his life skills. Although he had spoken some words one day they were gone. Along with the recording of the only time, we heard him speak. We recorded him and his brother talking on a portable tape recorder for children. We came home to find one day the babysitter just let big brother string it all over the house. We were sad but really did not know that we would never capture that again. At least for a long time and it was a challenge for sure. But one that is rewarding.

We were told when he was 10 that he would never speak so he was discharged from individual speech class. I set out to prove this guy wrong and I vowed to bring him in front of him one day to say “what’s up”?

Here is a video of him in 2016 proving he can talk if we just never give up on him. I noticed he was using our cellphone cameras and making recordings of his own voice and playing it back and when you imitated his words no matter how silly you sounded he would get all excited and very interested in working on his voice.

We have always been active in making sure our boy could somehow learn to live a normal life as best as he could. Here is another video of him proving them wrong.

At least 5 months have passed and a lot has happened including our family being accused of neglect. Our battle is still not won yet we were found innocent of the accusation. We have to continue to advocate for our son. Until he is able to do it for himself and watching this video will show you how much he really wants to and how close he is getting there.

DO YOU BELIEVE?

Do you believe? I really never knew what I believed. When I was growing up I always believed in GOD and Angels and the Devil. Heaven and Hell.

I always believed there was something out there after we die. When my Grandmother died on April 15th, 2015 I was so devastated. I always wanted her to let me know somehow she was here. Or if she was alright. I started to see signs that reminded me of her and then one day a lady in the hair salon told me she was leaving me pennies and dimes. And that she was. Pennies from Heaven. It’s a story in itself that I will tell you.

But today I want to show you what happened on July 19th, 2016. I just got my phone on July 14th for my birthday. I was so excited to take pictures of the full moon. We started our walk on July 18th and it ended on July 19th with the most wonderous sight.

Here is a video of us ending the night. I had no idea what I was going to find when I uploaded my photos to Facebook. All I uploaded was the prettiest pictures I saw on my cell phone. Then later that night when I was looking through them I said what is that? Holy Hell. LOL. Enjoy the night. The pictures will be in order. Enjoy and leave comments on what you think.

 

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What is weird is as I took these photos I did not realize that there was an Angel there. I was just randomly shooting the moon and I wish I had this on video.  It looks like the angel is flying away. If I would have gotten it on video it would have been a sight. Although this is very impressive I think.

I got a photo from the TV of the news chopper taking a fly by of the sunset and the sky was Crimson. Pretty strange it was the same day 5 months later and 1 day before the Department of Children and Families showed up at our door.

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So do you believe? I thought I always did but sometimes lose my faith. Why would GOD make me struggle so much? I believe he gave me my son because I was chosen. I have patience and love but there are so many things that happen in our lives that take away from the important things. I would love to raise GOD’s child without all the struggle with money and people that get in the way of building the perfect life for you and your family.

I will never give up on making the perfect life for our family. My goal is to live by Disney World someday so I can take my Autistic boy to his happiest place on earth. He was there before and he loves that place so much. I believe that every time we get in the truck that we drove him there in that he thinks we are going to Disney World every single time he is in it.

He wants to talk so bad, so why is no one helping him?

He wants to talk so bad, so why is no one helping him? He is 16 and nonverbal. His name is Parker and he is awesome. He is so smart and he is trying to talk. It is because of us and our constant participation in teaching him how to tell us what he wants while pairing it sometimes with his device.

In school, Parker gets 15 minutes of individual speech a week and 15 minutes of group speech a week and I don’t understand how that would get anyone to say a word.

The school’s therapists had me investigated for neglect and that is so far from the truth. The only way he is being neglected is from his school.

They took away occupational therapy in school and he regressed at home and is doing some really dumb thing that I can’t get him to stop. It has calmed down a lot because we figured out what it was but without his occupational therapy in school, I doubt it ever will.

They won’t listen to me and tell me to get in home services. I got a script from a doctor and they still denied him. He really needs that squeeze machine in school. I don’t have one here at home.

I do like his teacher this year. She is very nice to him and I don’t think she really believes what everyone at school is saying about us. I feel really bad that this year I missed his parent-teacher conference but it was around the time that I was away from home for my mother’s breast cancer treatments and when Parker got home from school he would empty his book bag and I would not see the papers that were in there. One day I found it under the bed. I had never missed a conference ever in any of the years Parker has been in school since the age of 3.   So that may have made me look bad to her.

Parker used to have a vestibular III in our living room and a merry go round and a big barrel and a small trampoline. When we moved we brought the Bolster with us and put it in his bedroom. It was huge. But he had a very big room. When we moved again we couldn’t put it up. But that didn’t seem to bother him because we replaced it with the park. As he got older he could enjoy the park more.

I was told one day by a speech teacher in the Philadelphia school district that if my son didn’t talk by ten he never would. He already knows how but can’t seem to put it all together but is getting better at it daily.

Here are some fun videos we did.

Hope you enjoyed a look into Parkers world. Come back again soon and see some more of Parker’s progress.

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Dawn Meyers

Author of raisingautism.me

Looks like Autism runs in the family.

I am actively working with Parker daily to help him learn his words. I have always done this even though I might sound stupid. On one of my videos that now has almost 3000 views, I sound dumber than dumb and got some comments that said Looks like Autism runs in the family. LOL Ha Ha. The world today just really sucks and people are just not the same anymore.

Of course, there are still people out there that care about everyone and normally that is what I am all about. But with recent events that happened to us, I am totally seeing that people just suck and it is so sad.

We could all be killed one day by North Korea and none of it would matter so why not be nice to everyone. We are not all the same and if we were we would get tired of ourselves. LOL.

I think people that are mean hate themselves or are jealous of your situation and want to be more like you. I had a girl comment on my video where I acted like a fool to get my son excited and keep engaged in my conversation and it was horrible. She said so many mean things about my son. But I said oh well that’s her opinion. Others went crazy on her and she said her friend wrote that.

No matter how stupid I sound or how stupid I look I make sure I keep my son engaged in everything. It is paying off. It’s such a reward to see the results of acting like a fool in front of the world.

Here are a few videos of Parker that are amazing to us. If you saw him before this you would know what an accomplishment this is to us.

 

 

 

 

Hope you enjoyed watching some of Parker’s videos. 

How about that one with him doing that puzzle. The puzzle is designed to have an empty peg spot but he didn’t like that at all. He figured out how to fix it and he was really thinking about it.

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Dawn Meyers Author of RaisingAutism.me

Children in New Jersey diagnosed with #Autism is 1 in 41.

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Children in New Jersey diagnosed with #Autism is 1 in 41.

Our boy is 16 and we have raised him with nothing but love and participation.

His school took away a lot of his services. He gets no Occupational Therapy and only 15 minutes of Individual Speech once a week and 15 minutes of Group Speech a week.

He is nonverbal besides the words that we teach him daily. But still, hasn’t developed a full sense of punctuation. He developed a sensory behavior and it was tough to figure out why he was doing it. But when we did we asked for Occupational Therapy back in school because he had gotten therapy in the squeeze machine and we believe this is why he is doing this behavior at home.

The school called DYFS on me instead and told me to get in-home services for him since they see no behaviors at school. They had us investigated for abuse and neglect with the Department of Children and Families. DYFS. It was found to be Not Established.

We are so disheartened by this situation. Our son has gone to school every day and is always healthy and happy. The behavior therapist told us that what Parker was doing at home was an attention getting behavior and he is begging for attention.

This is a sensory behavior caused by taking away the squeeze machine. It all matched up with his extreme weight gain and the sensory behavior he was now doing at home.
When I begged for them to just let him use it a couple times a month they said he could come down there anytime he wanted. I was also told to get a Doctor script for Occupational Therapy and I did and they denied it and said he can still use the OT/PT room on an as needed basis. He doesn’t talk and doesn’t realize he needs to go there.

I don’t understand what is going on and I am fighting for our family every day. Howard and I have always been 100 percent participating in school. Always at meetings. Always come to events, parties and would drive miles and miles to find something Parker needed to have to participate in classroom events.

We hardly look like a family that neglects our boy. You all can see here on Facebook and on our YouTube channel Parkersmom215 that both my boys have been nothing but loved and cared for. I don’t see how and autistic behavior is caused by us.

I don’t understand why someone that has never come to your home or seen anything you ever do for your child would pick up the phone and do something like that to a family.

Especially a school that is supposed to provide autistic services. I don’t see where he is even getting any services.

He wants to talk so bad and we are teaching him every day just like I always have. I am a kick ass mom and my husband is so supportive and loves his children so much. He works his butt off daily to provide for us. The divorce rate with Autism is very high and always has been and to see a man still raising his family right there should be a sign of nothing but love and participation.

I know I shouldn’t rant on here and usually don’t but I want others to know what has happened to me. I know others out there that have had the same happen to them. We are not the ones you should be looking at.

How about the families that don’t participate in anything at all or don’t show up to meetings that pertain to their children. How about the boy I saw on the news tied up and sitting next to a house in a vacant lot.

The therapists at the meeting that I asked to have with everyone who has anything to do with Parker on January 18th told me that I had to tell in home services that we feared for our lives when my son got upset and we also fear for his. We were told we had to tell them he is so much worse than he is so that we get the services we need in place for him at home. I said they would take him away from us. They said not necessarily and if they took him to crisis for a couple days it would not be so bad. When I told them I was helping my mom when I could because she had breast cancer surgery so what he was doing at home might have gotten a little out of control but now I will have to make sure I can’t help my mom anymore so I will be there all the time with him like I always am. The behavior therapist said I am sorry this is such bad timing for you.

I am still so sad over that meeting. The people you trust to take care of your kid every day at school would allow him to be traumatized at a crisis center when he absolutely does not deserve to be there. They even said he has no behavior log in school anymore because his aggressive behaviors are not existent in school. Then why do you want him to go away and why would you say I need to get in home services. Something I have begged to get for years and years when yes I would say we really needed it. But now our boy has calmed down a lot and knows what is expected of him and tries hard every day to let us know what it is that he really wants.

I spoke to the new social worker there several times since September and asked for help in the situation because we believed it was sensory. I also asked for a couple other things she could help me with and I got this instead. I am getting no help from them.

I really think someone better hurry up and figure out what is causing Autism so we can cure it. Soon there will be no one that doesn’t have #Autism.

Our Autism Experience

I wrote Our Autism Experience 4 years ago and I never shared it with the world as much as I wanted to. So here it is. Enjoy.

I thought I would write about the Autism Experience. Our Autism Experience. Sounds like the name of a ride at Disney. With the rate of Autism rising daily maybe it should be. I know my experience has been a ride. An experience that everyone should feel. To be in someone else’s shoes is the best way to learn.

Imagine if we could only feel like our children do then we would know what they need help with. Imagine if we could feel like others that raise children with Autism.

My experience so far is rather hard to talk about. Just a lot to say is more like it. Not that I don’t regret every minute of it. Children with any disability can teach us lots. Instead of teaching them they teach us.

Every time I go to a Children’s Hospital I see how lucky some of us do have it. I see Children worse off than my boy and parents that I am sure they cry themselves to sleep every night.

I feel sad that I ever dare complain that I have a child that is healthy to some extent. He may have problems communicating but he has full use of his limbs. My boy may not be able to process things like we do but I know I have a 99.9 percent chance that he will wake up tomorrow morning. Others don’t have that chance.

So who am I to complain that I have to make sure that I never sleep at night with fear that my child will creep out into the night. He has done this many times before and to my horror and my joy he has done this while completely naked. In turn was returned to us safe when a good person called the police to report what he was seeing. If my child were not naked he may have gotten farther and would have brought him right out in the middle of The Roosevelt Blvd.

I thank God every day that I have the strength to keep him safe from harm. I thank God every day I see him smile at me. I thank God every day for his Guardian Angel that watches over him when I can’t.

My Autism Experience has been nothing to complain about. I get to stay home now and grow old with my kids. If my child were not Autistic I would have no choice to stay with the career I had built over 11 years.

My Autism Experience is nothing to complain about. We save lots of money cause it is hard for us to go out. It is really hard to find support when your child could hit a person and we don’t understand why.

So you see I should not complain about a thing. But I still seem to feel so much pain. I know how lucky I have it but yet I still feel hopeless. Not sure if this will ever get better for him. Will he ever speak to me so he can tell me how he is really feeling? Will he ever stop hurting others so we can take him out more often and show him more of the World?

What seems to be happening is I am learning to live The Autism Experience with him.

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Dawn Meyers  Author of RaisingAutism.me

 

Until Someone Told Us Different (#Autism)

A video series by Dawn Meyers about the struggles of our family dealing with a situation of Autism, State, and School. It’s an interesting story if you would like to listen. It is broken up into 8 parts so you can come back to it. The story is quite long and I could have written it but I decided to record it so you can just relax and listen and see some of our family photos. I am happy to do this because it helps me and helps raise awareness of what is going on out there in the world of autism. Thanks for watching and leave comments, please. I would love your feedback.

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Hope you enjoyed my video series. I know I babbled. But it’s kinda like watching a movie where you need to build the characters before you tell the story. I did both at the same time. Hope it wasn’t too painful. LOL. It was a long night. I was up till after 5 am. recording this. I don’t even remember what I said most of the time but I do know what my point was.

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Dawn Meyers Author of raisingautism.me

Until Someone Told Us Different

Until someone told us different is a story a bit off the marketing topic. But it is a story that I feel needs to be told and since you are all some of my closest friends out here I feel that I should tell you. 

It’s been bothering me since the day it happened December 20th, 2016. Some of you may already know but I still need to write about it because I need to raise some awareness here.

In a couple days, I will be walking into my son’s school to start a small war. For 6 years he has gone to this school and he is now 16 and he has Autism. If you don’t know what Autism is then you should find out because now 1 in every 36 kids are being diagnosed with it. When our boy was diagnosed he was 3 years old and we had found that something wasn’t right with him when he was about 15 months old. 

Parker Jay Meyers, he was born. Beautiful red hair and blue eyes that have since changed to green. He did seem a little different than his older brother but he was still developing normal and he even started to talk. Then one day it all went away and he wasn’t the Parker he was the day before.  

So we loved him and raised him and did everything we could to make him happy and safe. My husband and I left our career that we were at for 11 years to accommodate the things we needed to do for Parker. He needed special attention and we knew our lives would never be the same again.  

We had therapists coming round the clock and it made it difficult to work the hours we had so my husband started another job that paid the money we both made together. The people there weren’t nice to him and always made sure he didn’t meet his quota and he got laid off and the management felt bad for him and offered him a job mopping the floors. Not quite the career he was looking for so he took unemployment instead and started going to truck driving school. I, of course, was home taking care of everything by now. Having to leave the job I really loved. Where we met and got married and started our family.    

Now my husband was a truck driver over the road and was never home. A very hard life to live but we did it for our boys it’s the only way we knew how. Then finally one day I came up with an idea that turned into a dream come true. We opened up a Cyber Cafe in Philadelphia PA. It was really cool and a great place to be. People came to have their birthday parties there and we held tournaments were kids came and showed off their video game skills. The recession took it away from us along with our zoning lawyer that we paid a lot of money for that did nothing for us that we later sued and won our money back.   

So this time we were in the Philadelphia school district with our sons and not the greatest place to go to school. But before that, they were in the Camden school district and we thought we were making a better move. I always wanted Parker to be in the school he is at now. Everything was great there until now. 

We changed our lives because we knew that we would need to have services for Parker that would take up all our time but after early intervention we got none. We applied many times and made many phone calls as I watched all the families I knew around me get all kinds of services in their homes. Why did our son always fall through the cracks? We even one time applied for Autism Camp and were accepted. We were so looking forward to Parker going but then we got a letter with regret that the camp was closing. 

So here we go again another year of nothing for our son. But we defeated the odds and just kept pushing and raising our sons the best way we could. Moving from place to place to find them the right schools for them. We never left in the middle of a school year and we were always moving right in the middle of the summer. 

I could go on forever telling you all the things we did for them. We always took them places and as Parker grew up he got more aggressive. It was hard to deal with because he would always hurt us and when we went out somewhere and he was frustrated or exhausted he would sometimes pinch a stranger. Thank God they were understanding. We were always afraid that we would find someone that was not so happy about being abused by my son.  

He used to be so bad that we were uninvited to holiday dinners with family because they were afraid he may hurt their children. We always gave up a lot and couldn’t do what many other people got to do. I would always have to imagine the worst thing that could happen somewhere if my son were to run from us or hurt another stranger.  

We always tried to do things and would have the best time we could until it was time to wrap it up because Parker was no longer happy. We never had a normal life but we were happy with it and we strived every day to make our lives better.  

My son goes through different phases of symptoms and we teach him how to get through them any way we can. Always still applying for services and never ever getting them. Last year we applied again because his school assured us that this time they’d make sure he would get them. Then he was 14. My husband and I sat there for hours filling out a book of information and we were happy to do it. Some of his problems were affecting all of us and we really needed someone to help us figure out why he was doing all this.  

After we lost our store and my husband worked a few different jobs he found a good one in Property Preservation. Working for companies that took care of foreclosed homes for the banks until they were sold. Something different and he made good money and someone trusted him to take care of a county and hire people to help him with the jobs. They trusted him with a credit card and soon gave him a company van and a raise. He was at this job for years while we moved our sons to better schools. To the schools, they are at now. 

We had support from our families and they helped in many different ways even trying to babysit sometimes so we could go out and have a date night. We were always with our kids and we never went anywhere without them. It was difficult for them to watch him for the fear of him leaving the house which he was very good at doing. He was quick and slick and he always knew where you hid the key. It was a mother’s worst nightmare come true. I could go on forever writing about the horror stories that happened through the years. Maybe I will write about this later. Because what I am talking about here is why after all these years and all this time do you want to now come here and mess up our lives. 

There are many people out there including the people taking care of our kids that know not a thing about what they are dealing with and I got that confirmed to me at a speech group that I attended a couple weeks ago. Without even wanting to tell me she said to me that they are just learning themselves about how to communicate with these kids and they really don’t know. Oh really then. How can you then tell me how I should communicate with my son when you don’t know yourselves. 

My son wants to talk and you are teaching him how to talk with cards and now an IPAD that has a program that will talk for him. He is very good at using it but now it is broke and he without it.

When our son was 10 he was released from individual speech therapy because the speech teacher said in his opinion if a child doesn’t speak by the age of 10 then he won’t but I knew he would and his teacher that I thank God for, got to hear him say “YES IT DOES” when he came to visit us at our new house in NJ.

So his school has also taken away occupational therapy and they tell me he doesn’t need it but I say he does because I am having a hard time breaking him of some of his symptoms. When he had occupational therapy it was easier to manage him and redirect him. We did an excellent job bringing him out of a lot of his behaviors. But this one has been hard to beat. He likes the sensation of having water on his thighs. He will dump water all over him and he used to do this in the bathroom with no clothes on and drenching the floors with inches of water. Eventually ruining our floors. He would take paper towels and wet them and throw them at the walls and the shower and they would stick there like when we used to throw paper towels at the ceiling in school.   

I had many meetings at school trying to solve these problems and then they mentioned getting services. Again I said I will try but very doubtful we would get them. We are always being denied for some reason. We sat there for hours filling out these forms and then had to rush home as we saw our son’s bus leaving school while we were still on the phone with the company we were applying for services. But we thought it was worth it. 

Of course, once again our services were denied because of paperwork that was needed and I was assured would be taken care of. The summer comes and I get another letter stating the services were denied again. This time we have another meeting and I said we don’t need the services now I am not trying again. We are doing just fine all this time without them. The Principal said she was in awe hearing me talk about the ways I help my son and deal with his everyday challenge. It made me feel good to hear that from her and so did it my husband.     

We were good parents even though we gave ourselves no credit. Then came the day someone told us different. A brand new social worker that knew nothing about us except for a few phone calls where we discussed Parkers new problem we were working through and just about disappeared until she decided to pick up the phone and report us for abuse and neglect because my son was still pouring water on himself now with clothes on and was damaging the color on his skin. I could not stop him no matter how much I tried and I would stand there forever making him change his clothes only to just do it again. 

I was constantly taking him to the doctor and using lotion on him and so was the nurse at the school and she would call to tell me. Then he started piling blankets and sheets on the bed and would wet them all standing right in front of me. There was nothing I could do about it and knew it was just a phase taking a little longer to grow out of.     

Now my main point here is no one in the world knows much about Autism except the kids who have it themselves and the parents who raise them every day. You say you want to help me and then I am standing there explaining to two ladies in my house why they should not be there in the first place. How embarrassing and demeaning. Now you’re going to come to my house and hurt my family.

They made me take my son to an emergency room on the coldest night of the season where there were teenagers lying there on their mothers and every infectious disease door closed with people in it. We were all the way down in the last room and were there for 5 and a half hours to have the doctor say to me “now why are you here”? How embarrassing bringing my son with a little bit of red on his skin from something he is doing to himself. The Doctor needed to write a note for us that says that this is something Parker was doing to himself. The Doctor was amazed and many of them usually are when they send my son and many others to the doctors for no reason at all just because they are holding their ears too much in school. Or asked your kid if they weren’t feeling well. They would make us take them to the doctors because they didn’t understand Autism. They would swear your kid had an ear infection and would not let them back into school. These are people taking care of our kids and know nothing about what makes them tick. 

We are being questioned as parents although I was told the abuse and neglect case is dropped but they want to come and help me with some family management services. Are you serious? 

We own a company we have for 2 years and we manage 6 workers that do services for us. We pay payroll. We do the books. We put orders in the computer to the companies. We manage the routes and the workers that woke up on the wrong side of the bed.  

We are always working to better ourselves and raise our family in the best way we know how. I also work here online and it does take some time to do this stuff and I am still keeping up my house and taking care of business everywhere else. I am active at school and I participate. Our social worker at the time we were starting our business got us a donation of 2000 dollars at Christmas so we could give our kids a nice Christmas and help us with some cash for food and gas while we established our business that took off fast.  

Now a new social worker came to town and she is barely older than my niece and I doubt she even has any children. She believed after the hours we talked that we were warranted as parents of abuse and neglect. Someone that knows nothing about us and only spoke to me on the phone 4 times in 3 months.  

While we were questioned and demeaned by the worst word anyone in NJ wants to hear “DYFS”, we were humiliated for having a child who is different. Making my 17 yr old get up out of bed to talk to them. He was taking an after school nap because he works hard. He is a straight A+ student in computer science and has since been writing essays to get into colleges that he had just applied for 2 days before. He was also nominated one year to attend the National Young Leaders State Conference in DC where he would have worked with senators and the President. Something we couldn’t afford to send him at the time. He volunteered his summers at a program to help others like school something he struggled with until we were able to get him in there in 7th grade. He was a very well behaved boy who was always picked on and beat up in school until he came to Delsea Regional in Franklinville NJ. He is graduating this year. He was just accepted to Rowan College this week.     

Yes, my son will now get his services since the new Social Worker found the papers that I told her we already filled out laying on the desk where the other social worker left them when she had to leave for family emergencies. Two days before DYFS came to our door she told me that she sees where we filled out the paperwork. After DYFS came to my house I called a friend with an Autistic boy who also had DYFS called on them and their son is now 17. I mean really. I then found that another friend I left when I moved had DYFS called on her 4 times. This is getting a bit ridiculous.     

So a therapist came to the house and she said that she would be in contact with us for who would be coming to our house for Parker. But who is coming first? The family management services on Thursday at 4:30. Right in the middle of the time we are taking our check to the bank. So this will all be a distraction for us and I hope that all this will not bring down us. Not the services for Parker because we welcome them but I do believe that school needs to put him back in occupational therapy and one on one speech because he is ready to talk and I will give you a few links to see if you want. 

https://youtu.be/_pBSDEsdIrA

https://youtu.be/vmV8dDp2v0Y

https://youtu.be/tKUnKzXg5j4

https://youtu.be/HEt2xhCdYQc

I guess I could go on for hours and I am sure you probably know us by now. I am sure you can now know what it’s like to walk in our shoes. We know our son better than anyone does and they all say they are just learning themselves. So who are you to tell us any different. I can’t wait to face that lady at school on Wednesday that I told already that she betrayed me and that I will never trust telling her another thing about me or my son. I thought you were there to work with me in making my child learn to live our society which time is now running out because his father and I aren’t getting any younger. I can’t burden his brother with caring for him because he may have his own family by then to care for.

I have been working out here online for a long time and when those people came to my house they made me feel different like I was wasting my time out here when I should be doing other things. But what I really need to do is forget about those feelings and just learn how to make this all work so we can be able to make sure our son is safe when we are gone.

Thanks for reading my long story and if you interested in knowing more let me know and I will write some more here about us. I could write a book.