Archive for the 'Background' Category

So this is what the end of my rope looks like…

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2005

It’s been a rough week. My son has been as unhappy as I’ve ever seen him. As a result, María José and myself are as burnt out as we’ve ever been.

Rubén made a habit of spitting out everything that we put in his mouth. This has been going on for couple of weeks. What did […]

One year today…

Tuesday, March 8th, 2005

Today marks the anniversary of our return to the U.S. We were just beginning this journey. A part of me feels as if we’re STILL just beginning it.

We were both so full of worry, yet so full of hope at the same time. That’s something else that hasn’t really changed. I remember grudgingly purchasing the […]

An ode to my bride.

Sunday, August 15th, 2004

This post is dedicated to the woman who supports me, bears the brunt of our son’s intervention, and has sacrificed her time, homeland (temporarily), and strength to heal him. I speak of course of my amazing wife, María José.

We were back in Spain for only six months, and incredibly happy, both of us. After noticing […]

A story for my son on his 2nd birthday.

Friday, August 6th, 2004

This is a special post addressed to my son. Of course, the rest of you are welcome to read along as well. :-) I think it’s a wonderful tale.

Dear Rubén,

This is the story of the day you were born.

Your mom and I had an appointment with her OBGYN on the previous day. It […]

Living with ASD in Spain? You’re basically screwed…

Wednesday, May 19th, 2004

Well, we finally got our report back from our neurologist in Spain, complete with the results of all the brain scans and other tests Rubén had to endure at the start of this journey. Thankfully, they were all negative.

It was the finding of this doctor that our son has a moderate speech delay. We should […]

Our brand spanking new speech therapist.

Monday, April 19th, 2004

We started sessions with a new speech therapist today, and I can’t tell you how pleased I am.

I should probably backtrack for a minute and talk about our speech therapy experiences since moving back to this country…

We initially went to a therapist who came highly recommended by a family friend. We clashed with the woman […]

First post.

Sunday, April 18th, 2004

I’m not entirely sure where to begin.

There were moments, certainly, when we paused in bewilderment at our son’s indifference to our calls for his attention. Surely he (at a year+) was now at the point when he would recognize his own name. We gradually turned up the volume, to the point of practically yelling his […]