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That was not our original plan for Mother's Day, nor is it our usual routine when visiting our son. Our original plan for Mother's Day was to pick up our son for an unscheduled weekend home and to take him to a Bowie Baysox game today, then drive him back to school. Normally, when we visit our son, we take him off campus for lunch at Golden Corral and then either to Target or Walmart to get a new CD or DVD.
To explain why we changed our original plans and normal routine, we had to go back one week to our last visit with our son. It started like several successful visits of late. We picked up our son shortly after 11:00 and headed out to the Golden Corral in Easton, MD. He ate three plates of his favorite foods from Golden Corral; pot roast, bourbon chicken, mashed potatoes, and macaroni & cheese. So far, it was the start of a very pleasant visit.
After lunch, we got back in the car and headed to Target. Once there, my son headed straight to the back of the store to the music department to find a CD or DVD. He walked up and down each aisle looking for something, but just couldn't find anything that he wanted. With my son's autism, even though he is very verbal, he sometimes has a difficult time telling us what he wants when he can't find it. That is when things took a decided turn for the worse.
One of my son's undesirable behaviors is one we refer to as dropping. If he doesn't want to do something, or is upset for some reason, he will drop to the ground, make himself dead weight, and refuse to get up. When he drops, it can last for a few moments, or in some cases quite a long time. This particular incident was one of the longer ones. We spent over two hours trying to calm our son down, figure out what he wanted, and get him back to school.
We tried singing to him, stroking his hands, bringing him CDs and DVDs of acts that he has enjoyed in the past. Nothing worked. We got a few smiles and responses but we just couldn't get him off the floor. At one point, we called the school to see if they could send somebody out to try to help get him back. At long last, my wife came back to where we were with something that got our son off of the ground.
One of the things that my son likes to watch is, of all things, infomercials. He particularly likes the ones that feature vacuum cleaners. My wife came back with an inexpensive, rechargeable portable Dirt Devil. That did the trick. He got up, grabbed the vacuum, and headed to the front of the store just as the back up from the school showed up to help. Now, he has his own personal vacuum in his dorm.
After an incident like this, it usually takes us a little while before we try to venture back out. We were very hesitant to bring him home for the weekend for fear of a repeat performance at the stadium. We were also very hesitant to try our usual routine of lunch at Golden Corral. As it turned out, we had a nice little lunch and visit on campus, and he was in a great mood when we left.