So the rigidity and obsessive compulsive behaviors are continuing making it necessary to supervise Mars even more closely than before. For example, he is obsessed with pumping the hand soap & washing his hands repeatedly, playing with the lotion, shampoo or conditioner. I’m having the locks changed on the bathroom door so he can’t go in without being escorted.
Another obsession: he has to be the one to put on his jacket or shoes himself. Normally I would be happy with that but when we are running late & he’s gazing up at the corner of the ceiling with his jacket in his hand even though I’m repeatedly telling him to put it on, then I just grab it and put it on for him. In the past, this was no problem but now he fights me off and throws a fit and takes the jacket off or his shoes off just to put it back on again. It’s my way or the highway with Mars these days!
At school, they are reporting the same kinds of things with Mars pulling other kids out of the chair since his spot belongs only to HIM or resisting when they try to correct his writing. His handwriting has worsened quite a bit in the past few months.
So last week we saw his Developmental Pediatrician. Turns out OCD traits are fairly common with autism. She suggested I think about medication. I appreciated that she wasn’t pushing it on me just offering it as a possibility. I have been researching it and since yesterday, I’m thinking about it even more. Because yesterday Mars bit my thumb in a fit of rage after I told him to stop whining and just eat. It was surreal. He bit me quite hard but let go when I screamed out in pain. I was stunned. Even after the pain subsided, I was shook up emotionally. For the first time ever, there was a feeling, an inkling of fear. Later after a peaceful bedtime routine, I bent down to kiss Mars goodnight and he lifted his head from the pillow and leaned towards my arm, baring his teeth to bite me. I pulled away immediately but this was even more scarier than the earlier biting incident because he was not angry or agitated at all. He was at rest and it was as if he simply felt the need to bite. Wow!
So now of course I’m strongly considering the medication to calm him down. Especially for Venus. How do you live in fear of your own 8 y/o injuring you or even worse injuring your other child? Last week, he had yanked her from a chair to pull her off of the computer. Thankfully no biting at that time.
This past Sunday at church, our pastor taught that sometimes God does not deliver us “from” the fire but instead meets us “in” the fire (Referencing Daniel 3:15-30 when Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego were thrown in the fire and God met them there). These days I am praying fervently that God will meet and deliver our family from harm. The Lord is able. Amen.