Neurodiversity Cultists Take Note: My Son Is A Joy; His Autism Is A DISORDER

Conor walking the North Riverfront Trail along the St John River, Fredericton

Many in the Neurodiversity cult, which irrationally embraces and worships the autism segment of the autism disorder diagnosis they sought for themselves, or their children, while discarding the DISORDER component of that label have, once again, attacked parents and other family members who dare to counter their perverse, ill informed ideology with honest depictions of their own kids autism disorders. Suzanne Wright's recent, honest, accurate, depiction of the challenges faced by so many with autism disorders and their families, has sent the autism cultists into what Autism Jabberwocky has called a collective conniption. Among the usual hate filled, knee jerk reactions is the allegation that family members, including parents, who talk honestly about the autism disorders they experience are describing the ND cultists' kids as monsters.  In truth it is only the ND cultists, those who praise autism as an Einstein like gift, who use the term monster in describing their autistic children.  

On this comment I am posting two sets of pictures (1) showing the joy we call Conor and (2) showing some of the harm inflicted by his autism DISORDER .  I have posted most of these pictures before and I don't expect the ND cult mongers who praise and misrepresent autism as a gift to actually pay attention to such evidence. They presume to know more about my son than I do.  For those, however, whose minds have not been frozen and locked forever in the Neurodiversity cult that worships here are these two sets of pictures which showns the realities of life with out son, the joy of Conor and the harm he suffers from his autism DISORDER. I believe the joy pictures speak for themselves.  The harm pictures will include a brief explanatory description.

(1) The Joy  of  Conor 

(2) The Harm of Conor's Autism Disorder

Conor engages in Self Injurious Behavior,

 including biting his hands and wrists. 

Conor has put his hands through glass windows and has to be 

watched closely when he is upset to ensure he does not do so again.

Conor's Self Injurious Behaviors include hitting himself in the head when frustrated/having a meltdown.  The picture above resulted from an incident at 3 am when Conor was hitting himself in the head with considerable force. I tried diversion strategies unsuccessfully and tried to grab his arms to prevent him from injuring himself.  He is much quicker than his old Dad and lunged forward and bit me on the bicep, biting through the skin and into the muscle resulting in the bruise above and calcium buildup. NO he was not trying to injure me, it was an example of what Dr. Sanjay Gupta called Reactive Aggression. 

Conor is very sensitive to noises usually the type of noise rather than the volume.  Some telephones ringing and some cars and motorcycle noises will set him off.  We use mobile phones in our home almost exclusively now because Conor has ripped the cords of our land lines out of the walls so many times. 

Conor, like a substantial number of the 50% of the autism spectrum who also have an intellectual disability also suffers from epileptic seizures. He suffered two grand mal seizures requiring attendance by ambulance at the Emergency room.  He ALSO suffered an adverse reaction to his medication which almost took his life and resulted in 2 weeks in hospital including 6 days in the ICU.  (Thanks again to the wonderful ICU Team at the Chalmers Hospital!)

10 years ago when we lived on Hillcourt Dr. above, just behind the parking lot of the Red Lantern pub marked above on the Google earth map, Conor wandered out of the house unnoticed.  Heather was in Nova Scotia and I answered the phone on a business call.  When the call ended Conor was nowhere to be seen.  After a frantic 911 call I recovered him from the Ultrasound gas station/convenience store on the corner of Main and Fulton above. Conor had crossed the busy parking lot of the Red Lantern Pub and also crossed a busy Saturday afternoon Main St.  Traffic was stopping to avoid hitting him and a good Frederictonian stopped his truck to take him to the Ultramar and alert 911.

I love my son dearly and I owe it to him to speak honestly about the autism disorder which limits his ability to function in this world and limits his life prospects. I will not misrepresent the nature of his autism disorder to make myself feel good.  I will fight all those who do misrepresent autism disorders as gifts. That is a promise I make to all including those at ASAN, TPGA and others who misrepresent autism to the world.