For some reason, I seem to be convinced that this week is not the end of November but the first week of December. I don't know why but I have to keep reminding myself that there is still a few days left before the first full week of December.
DC had a doctor's appointment yesterday and I was SURE he had a dental appointment today, even though I was already reminded once (okay.... twice. OKAY! 3 Times) that the appointment is NEXT Tuesday, I just could not get it out of my head that this/today was not December 5th.
(One might think that having Mr. Calendar in the house might keep me on the right path as to what day it is, but Nooooo - for some reason he just took my word for it)
I made all of the arrangements one makes when one's child has an appointment:
- *I cancelled his after work yoga class .
- *I notified his transportation that he would not be staying for yoga and he would need a ride home.
- *I wrote in his talk book so that the people at his program would know that he was not staying for yoga and would have to come home via his regular transportation.
- *I explained to DC that he would have to get right into his aide's car when he got home to get to the dentist on time. I would come from work and meet him there.
- *I listened to him talking about the dentist and pointing to his teeth over and over again (and over and over again)
- *I texted his aide to remind him that there was no yoga and about the appointment.
So now I had to admit to being a human train wreck (which probably did not come as much of a surprise to anyone) and undo everything I just did.
After being wound up since Sunday about his dental appointment, I now had to try to unwind him. One might imagine that because he was so wound up about the dentist that he would be happy or relieved that it was cancelled. Oddly, this is not always the case. Sometimes he just gets more wound up. I believe it is because he has put so much time into obsessing about the thing he does not want to do- it actually makes him angrier when we just cannot just get it over with. I was hoping that this would not be one of those times.
I decided to Face Time him.
Using the telephone has been a work in progress for many years**.
I do try to use Face Time every once in a while so he is familiar with it. If something were to happen or he should get lost, he might be able to show me what he is may not be able to communicate.
In this case, I wanted to be able to see him and know that he was paying attention to what I was saying. I had to try twice to get him to pick up the call.
When he did finally answer, all I saw was
his ear... (we definitely need to work on this a little bit more)
I got him to look at me and made sure he was paying attention.
I started out with:
"Mom made a mistake." (Because he LOVES that!).
Fortunately Mom making a mistake combined with not missing yoga over-rode his anxiety about the appointment being cancelled.
**More about the phone: