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Sunday, August 9, 2009

More than My Child's Diagnosis









More than my Child’s Diagnosis






My child has Autism

Sometimes I think Autism has me

Broken dishes

Extra large diapers by the case

3:00 appointments that never seem to end

Marks on my walls-tears in my couch

Autism has left its mark on my house

I sit for a moment in my old comfy chair

Memories stray to thoughts of carefree lives

Seemingly not for me

Glancing out the window

Moving the curtain,

the sun touches my hand

My hand that is full of possibilities

My arms that are full of love

My mind that continually thinks outside of the box


I hear a loud noise from the heart of the house


I am involved in a world that is Unaware


So here I am rising to stand up

Tired but not giving up

Loving and being loved

I am genius personified

As I love with all my heart

I am more than my child’s diagnosis



I am me.




Angela Utley July 2009

Written for my friend Sandy Waters and all mothers with a child that has a diagnosis

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Phrases I hear: Poem I wrote some time ago-Angela Utley

Athena Today Well 2 mths ago





Phrases I Hear

My child is different from the rest

I Look around and remember

Life was so different before the vaccine reaction

She laughed , smiled (sometimes it was gas )

looked into my hazel green eyes

Then the 4 vaccinations shots in one day happened

Lifechanging event

We were at the hospital-

she was being admitted





4 shots- 6 hours




I had never seen my child have a seizure,

gasping for breath and then still -

lifeless all the while with blood in her diaper.

I had never seen my child, my baby fight for her life.

Powerless I could only watch

so many surrounded her

Blood in her diaper

Her intestines had bled



Where did my daughter go?

Where was the healthy child I had that morning?

What would you do?

I prayed as if I had a knife to my throat

but it had been a syringe

I doubt that it would have felt any different


My child was suffering





Time




Its almost four years later now-

She looks perfect to all

Her behavior has changed

she is still my angel

She spins, tiptoe walks,

yells the same word over and over

has sustained odd play



The Other Mothers look- then smile

You know the smile

As I so often do I explain




"She has Autism"


The Other Mothers inhale

Responding



"Oh I am so sorry

You Poor thing!

But she doesn't look autistic"






As if this changes everything

Can I shake you?

Can I scream at you?

Can I change your view just a little?

This rightous anger explodes in me

My skin must contain it





Head bent down I whisper,

Thats my child
MY CHILD
MY CHILD




I lift my head

Quietly I smile-I am told it relaxes people

Holding my breath I exhale out the anger

and then explain the danger

of Vaccine Reaction

and maybe- just maybe

One more child

will have a fighting chance.




Angela 2007




Sunday, June 28, 2009


Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time there was a desert
Sand buries quickly there
Hot sand
Burning sand
Scratchy sand between toes

Then
Stumbling upon empty bones in a dry well
I rest

My precious child by my side
Air burns our throats
Despair surrounds us
My thoughts are bowed down within
Falling I look upward
My child and I
She is stone silent
Awkward gait
Seizures taking her mind

Breathe once- exhaling

Sudden change envelopes us
She runs without falling
Health returns to those empty bones


No more dry wells
God restoring my child
And my heart
Selah


She flies like a eagle
As she speaks words and phrases
Unheard


My child had autism
But autism never ever had her


Healed and whole
My child never
returns to the desert I call Autism
Valley of Achor no more



Angela Utley


Note:Valley of Achor is know as Valley of Trouble

This poem was written after my daughter was taken off the Autism spectrum. Totally unexpected miracle of God. To him I give abosolute credit and glory . God is faithful to hear us;compassionate to heal us. May the God I hold so dear touch your life.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

So I took this test and you are supposed to get one anwser and of course I got 4. I found it interesting and thought I would pass it on to others. Click the link and scroll down to the sampler.
Riso-Hudson Enneagram Type Indicator Sampler
About 10 minutes, free36 pairs of forced-choice questions
The RHETI Sampler is a 36-question, forced-choice questionnaire based on the full, longer
Riso-Hudson Enneagram Type Indicator (RHETI). The RHETI Sampler takes about 10 minutes to complete. For your results you will receive a chart with your scores for all nine types, for a full-spectrum profile, as well as short type descriptions. The RHETI Sampler is the first quarter of the full, scientifically validated RHETI.
Type Two The HelperThe caring, interpersonal type. Twos are empathetic, sincere, and warm-hearted. They are friendly, generous, and self-sacrificing, but can also be sentimental, flattering, and people-pleasing. They are well-meaning and driven to be close to others, but can slip into doing things for others in order to be needed. They typically have problems with possessiveness and with acknowledging their own needs. At their Best: unselfish and altruistic, they have unconditional love for others.
Type Three
The Achiever The adaptable, success-oriented type. Threes are self-assured, attractive, and charming. Ambitious, competent, and energetic, they can also be status-conscious and highly driven for advancement. They are diplomatic and poised, but can also be overly concerned with their image and what others think of them. They typically have problems with workaholism and competitiveness. At their Best:: self-accepting, authentic, everything they seem to be—role models who inspire others.
Type Four
The IndividualistThe introspective, romantic type. Fours are self-aware, sensitive, and reserved. They are emotionally honest, creative, and personal, but can also be moody and self-conscious. Withholding themselves from others due to feeling vulnerable and defective, they can also feel disdainful and exempt from ordinary ways of living. They typically have problems with melancholy, self-indulgence, and self-pity. At their Best: inspired and highly creative, they are able to renew themselves and transform their experiences.
Type Five
The Investigator The perceptive, cerebral type. Fives are alert, insightful, and curious. They are able to concentrate and focus on developing complex ideas and skills. Independent, innovative, and inventive, they can also become preoccupied with their thoughts and imaginary constructs. They become detached, yet high-strung and intense. They typically have problems with eccentricity, nihilism, and isolation. At their Best: visionary pioneers, often ahead of their time, and able to see the world in an entirely new way.
Well it is what it is. - Angela

Saturday, March 21, 2009

A Season of Silence:Coming Up and Out of Egypt (Autism)


My daughter, Athena had 4 vaccination shots containing 9 vaccines. Now she had a diaper filled with blood. The first set of seizures had begun. I was completely overwhelmed and feared for the life of my 8 month old daughter. Her fever raged like Hurricane Katrina. We were in a situation without hope. It had only been 6 hours. What happened in your life this day in the span of 6 hours?



This verse has been a constant throughout my life.



Hosea 2:15 There I will give her back her vineyards, and will maker her valley of Achor a door of hope. There she will sing as in the days of her youth as in the day she came up out of Egypt.





Vaccines have changed the course of my youngest daughter's life and mine. She lived but the prognosis was not good. This is a story of strength and courage in the face of overwhelming odds. My daughter never knew there were odds. My daughter walked on tiptoes instead of water. But if she needed to walk on water- I think she could of run on water.



At eight mths of age having been ill a number of times , I took Athena to get her caught up on her vaccinations. I wanted to keep her safe. Moms keep their children safe right? She had been ill so often. Had I only known. If one just one person would have told me of the danger of vaccine reaction! Again she had a total of 4 shots containing a sum of 9 vaccines. One of the vaccines was the Dtap. The bain of my existence , the Dtap. Within 6 hours not only was my baby girl having a series of seizures but there was blood in her diaper.The crying no screaming never stopped. Her intestines had started to bleed. My daughter was suffering so much. She was admitted to the hospital that night.



I remember the doctors and nurses surrounding her as another set of seizures began . Her body would stiffen and then she would be limp , lifeless.

I had never felt so helpless. I stepped back and the doctors and nurses filled the void. I prayed as if I had a knife to my throat but it was not a knife it was a syringe. Vaccinations had changed my daughter's life forever. She was released from the hospital and the numerous doctors could still not make up their mind as to horrible virus vs horrible vaccine reaction. All I know was my daughter was harmed and she had been fine before the vaccinations.
She stopped looking at me almost immediately. She was always turning the head to avoid eye contact Even in the e.r. one of the doctors commented how she would turn her head away. I thought it was just because he was a stranger in a scary environment . She rarely fussed. How often I heard "she's such a good baby" . She never fussed much after the vaccine reaction. She had lost the ability to tell me when she was in pain, hurting, hungry or if she was even happy. Have you seen a baby without laughter?


And the seizures, how often we were in the hospital numerous times after the reaction for those. They were violent seizures and most often happened at night or at nap time.We went through a long list of doctors and specialists. Cat scans, Mri's, sleep deprived eegs and all before she was two. Athena wasn't progressing ~she was failing to thrive.

At this point I had to prove she was not deaf nor fluid in the ear. I even had the brain stem tested to prove there was not any fluid to cause her to be non responsive. Everyone thought she was deaf. I learned sign language to communicate with her. Athena learned a few words. She still avoided eye contact.


When the speech therapist gently told me


"Have you heard of Autism"

I was taken by surprise. By now she was about 18 mths. She told me it may be difficult for Athena to speak at all. To "not expect much from her". But that speech therapist did make a little progress with her. When she asked Athena to repeat back words , Athena would tap the table with her palm for each syllable spoken. The speech therapist was soo excited when she connected it together.

The doctors I had spoken too had been blunt. That autism was found typically in boys and not in Native Americans. (Yes he said Native Americans-Athena is over 1/2_as if it was not possible for Native Americans to have Autism). I mean who doesn't know autism is found 4 times more in boys than girls? Doctors! Mind you my daughter was crawling circles around this particular doctor for over 5-7 mins without stopping. It was hard for her to walk- she had muscle issues and poor body awareness.

But Then on one visit in a ice blue room with a padded leather chair (it may as well been a padded cell) I heard the words.



Your child has autism



Then he has the nerve to smile as he tells me of all the different therapies. I then began to hear how my child was on the level of a 3 mth old in certain areas 8 mths in others. Even physically just to jump up and down with both feet was somehow out of reach for my child.


So we went to Occupation, Sensory processing integration, Speech, and Physical therapy. We went to the zoo obsessively because she seemed more verbal there-especially with the petting zoo. She would talk to the animals but not me, her mother. I watched my daughter struggle daily in a way I never had to. She learned to sign and then speak with cued speech. But every word was a victory that was hard sought.

She was four before she even helped put her cloths on. When she raised her hands for me to slip on the shirt, I was elated. I usually had to bring up the arms for this action even. I did my own form of ABA therapy as my funds were limited. I made picture cares cards with the name underneath the item. I tried the gf/cf diet when I could afford it. It did help.

I did not do bio med as I could not afford it. At times I had washed cloths in the tub to cut corners so I could afford the food for Athena or that therapeutic tool that just might help. We would go downtown as she had/has a fascination with buildings. Many trips have been made to Mathis brothers:her favorite store.


The National Historic Society has taken a interest in her because she loves design so very much.We may go to the national convention in Nashville next year if we can raise funds. They want to see her again. Have you seen a 5 yr old sit still as they go on and on about various historic sites in disarray? She sat for 2 hours of that enthralled that is until one speaker deviated from the design theme. Then Athena had a hard time sitting still. I am a single mother of a child that struggled.



I was told that she would never talk (not true)


that she would not run without falling, (also not true)


and the worst was not to expect much from Athena ..



How God proves all those well meaning people wrong!



..All the while throughout this entire trial, I prayed, cried and screamed out loud to God for Athena. I had a number of people pray for her, lay hands on her, annoit her head with oil. I believe that was the best therapy for my baby girl. I claimed her healing in Christ-Even when the world thought I was nuts to expect so much. I believed and had faith even though circumstances said otherwise. It was irrational to do so.
6 mths ago at her last evaluation with the developmental Pd Dr. Dell. I heard once again-



"Your child has autism".


Tears still streamed down my face as I stated obvious facts.. She had worked so hard. Perhaps more then you ever will. She was diligent.She can speak now. That she would look at me when I asked her to. I demonstrated. He told me "She is trained". All this I had spoke to Dr. Dell.

However hard she had worked-Her eye contact was abysmal with the Doctor. She could not say how old she was (5 years). She never had been able to do that. Unable to count to ten out loud. This was reality. I asked him so many other solutions: Perhaps it was Pdd-nos, maybe its only that. What if this really is just a severe form of auditory processing disorder? He shakes his head again . He puts the left hand on my shoulder and says once more " Your child has autism". That was August 2008.

Well we say Dr. Dell again last month; February 2009. Athena could say how old she was. Eye contact was wonderful. She could count up to 20. And when he pulled out his book of animals for her to identify she smiled. He pointed to a red parrot and my child said Macaw! And he said "what?". So I said "my child said Macaw" -it was not the most clear. And by the way it was a Macaw. Thank you Tulsa Zoo!

Dr. Dell seemed to lean how smile that day. As he asked her more questions his smile got bigger and bigger. "She seems so different" he stated. Then Dr. Dell was the one asking me the questions of how this happened. All I could tell him that it was God at work in her. That she is a testimony to his saving grace. He seemed to be dwelling in stunned silence. Not only did he take her off the autism spectrum disorder but he put her on the upper regions of normal, well mid to upper regions. God has healed my daughter~he has recovered her from autism.


Our period of silence is over-Praise God! Can I say it again Praise God!~

Now she lifts her hands to God and praises him. When she wakes up and music is on she is praising God. In the car she sings and lifts her hands to God. I have so very much to learn from this precious girl . I am privileged to know the goodness of God. I love the following verses for I feel we have been set free from Egypt- (Holland for those who relate). I could not sleep for 2 days and nights after hearing the news. I called every one I could think of! I even called the CDC. Yes I did. I will expand more later.
Some favorite verses I have drawn strength from:


Hosea 2:15 (NIV)There I will give her back her vineyards, and will make the Valley of Achor a door of hope. There she will sing as in the days of her youth, as in the day she came up out of Egypt.





Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.




Lamentations 3 19-23 v19 I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. 20 I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. 21 Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: 22 Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. 23 They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.




God is faithful to hear us;compassionate enough to heal us.