The bus is coming to the house tomorrow to train me on how to put Dylan on the bus. I don’t think I have a problem putting him on the bus. I have a problem with the bus aids who just stand there and do nothing. They should already be trained to handle special needs children since they are working on a bus that transports special needs children.
With the all the news about the autistic boy not having friends. I know that feeling all too well for my son Dylan. He doesn’t have friends and probably doesn’t even know what that means. The only friends he really needs is his family. He has that with his older brother and sister. I can absolutely say they both love him with all their hearts. He attends a special school with other children like him or worse off than him. I know some of the children that attend his school know what friendship is, but for most of the children, they can’t understand that concept. That doesn’t mean they don’t need friends too. I know his teachers love him also. The definition of friend is –a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations. With that being said, I’m not looking for anybody to feel sorry him, because I know he is one of the happiest people I know most of the time. He can have his bad days just like anybody can.
This is the result after having a 30-second seizure . He thought he could get up right away and fell face first on the floor. He was fine a couple minutes later all smiles and ready for school. He is superman!!!!!
Today was Dylan’s first day back to school. He wasn’t very happy about it either. The only thing that changed his mind was seeing the bus. Once he was situated on the bus he was all smiles and singing
.He looks so mad!!!!
Dylan woke up early the other day and he hurt the tip of his nose somehow. The funny thing about it is he never cried one bit. We didn’t notice it till we woke up ourselves. It looked much worse than that.