Melissa is feeling beat up today.
I was invited out last night and she stayed in with Joey. Disaster struck twice.
First, a dinosaur attacked.
Our 22-year old son with autism took a fancy to this on his internet surfing, and played it over and over at high volume.
This is the guy who can’t help with chores or muster the fine motor skill to sign a thank you note without hand over hand help. But he can find, play and replay videos on the internet. And adjust the volume. Mainly up.
After the dinosaur attack, there was a tragedy at sea,
Yes, it was a concert for the ages as Barney was just an opening act for Celine. Vegas can’t top this. Jurassic World and Titanic as a double feature? And thanks to Joey’s computer skills Melissa got a few hours of both in Dolby high def.
Needless to say, Melissa was worn out by the time I got home. And today she’s had a nasty headache. I had the day off and we had plans to go out but the Monday night mayhem scrubbed all that.
Caregivers are happy when those in our care find simple things to enjoy. But as we say in our book,
It is a short step from “Thank God I’ve found something he likes,” to “Please, God, make him stop bugging me about that.”