buying a buscard.

september 3 2007

The weekend wasn't easy.

My autistic son isn't used to school yet, but he already experiences the weekend in a different way.
So his saturday felt new, and he felt lost in space and time.

His mood was terrible.

Luckily he calmed down on sunday... only the evening was a problem.

This morning I expected his bad mood all over the place, but he went to school quiet.

20 minutes later he was home again.
Angry at his dad, because he had a flat tyre again.

I had no card for the bus, and couldn't leave the house to go with him, so I gave him the money and told him where to buy a card.
He's been there often enough, and the guy selling them knows he's autistic.
He has an autistic brother himself and goes in slow motion, and explains everything he's doing.

It looks weird, but he's found out that autistic children get focussed because they can understand his movements, and they forget where they are.

Hours later my son came home.
He was happy.
For the first time he managed to buy a buscard!
Woohoo! (He's 15).

He gave the card to me, but I told him to keep it for tomorrow.
He was delighted he could go by bus again.

Last week he told me he never ever would go with that stupid bus again, because all people where smelly and bothered him with perfume and other strange smells.
And on top of it, a bus was not convenient, because he had to walk to school anyway. (2 minutes opposed to 2 hours. LOL!).

Today he was happy he could go by bus again.

Well, with a flat tyre it's a long walk to school.