Break on through......

    We attended the Lowell Spinners baseball game last night.  I remember when I ordered the tickets, Phil had asked me if we would bring Gavin or get a sitter for him.  My gut told me to bring him.  Even though I knew it would be a ton of prep work, and he may not be successful at the game.  So, like all our family events, the Spinners game has been written on the calendar since May.  When we turned the calendar to July, there it was in big red letters. July 25th - Spinners baseball game.  As the day got closer, I would tell Gavin that he was going to a baseball game.  His response was always the same, "No baseball game!"  My response back was always consistent, "Yes, baseball game!"  I created a "Gavin is going to a baseball game!" social story a few days prior to the game.  When Gavin woke yesterday morning, I had the social story waiting right next to his breakfast on the kitchen table.  Gavin LOVES social stories.  He smiled immediately upon seeing the story.  He read it over and over again.  We took it along for the ride on the way to summer school so that he could read it.  The story consisted of pictures and words of what he would do and what he should expect to see and hear at the game.  It also told him what he may eat, drink, and when he would go home.  After school, I noticed a shift in Gavin's behavior.  He screamed the entire way home from summer school.  He took off his seat belt and ran around the back of the van.  I had to pull over to strap him back in. I was searching for the right words to say to him the entire way home.  Every time I reminded him to keep his seat belt on, he would scream right back at me exactly what I had said to him. Gavin had one melt down after another yesterday afternoon.  Once he took all his clothes off, I knew he reached the point of no return.  I attempted to redirect him, I attempted to console him, I attempted to set limits.  I attempted to present him with visuals.  Nothing seemed to work. I would make him put his underwear on, however, two minutes later he would be screaming and taking them off.  I knew all I could at that point was give him love and attempt to understand his world.  At one point, William could see the exhaustion on my face.  He told me that he would take over for a little while.  He told me to take a rest. He sent me to my room, told me to lay down.  He closed the bedroom door and attempted to distract Gavin.  I closed my eyes and fought back the tears.  I followed his strict orders.  As I lay there, I found myself remembering back to when Gavin was an infant.  I couldn't wait to take all three boys to sporting events.  I couldn't wait to take all three boys to amusement parks.  I couldn't wait for the future.  Then I brought myself to the present.  I thought about how intense Gavin's melt downs have been getting.  I sat and thought about how Gavin's attention span seems to last about three minutes lately.  I thought about how things like going to a baseball game are so much work!  I had myself a good old 10 minute pity party.  It would have been so easy to give into the tears.  To curl into a ball, cry and not get up until Phil got home from work.  Instead, I told myself to stand, move, and face the present.  The present that is a gift.  I went to find the boys engrossed in a video game.  Gavin was butt naked, but he was quietly watching his brothers.
     Phil and I decided to take two separate cars to the baseball game.  For fear that Gavin had to leave, one of us could stay with William and Landon.  I envisioned that once we got to the entrance that Gavin would refuse to go into the park. I envisioned melt downs, I envisioned complete failure.  I brought the social story with us.  We parked quite a bit away from the park.  We figured the walk would be good.  As we walked toward the park, I told Gavin everything he would see.  I reminded him about how loud it would be.  Gavin walked right into the park, climbed up the never ending stairs, and walked patiently while we found our seats.  After we sat I handed him his social story and had him read it.  He smiled, read it, and we bought him some popcorn.  He stood during the game with a big smile on his face.  He clapped, stamped and cheered along with the crowd.  He ate his popcorn, had cotton candy.  It felt so good to feel and look like an average all American family attending a baseball game.  At the bottom of the fifth inning, I asked Gavin if he was all done.  He replied, "Yes, all done.  Daddy's car."  So, Phil took him home while I stayed and enjoyed the rest of the game.  Before falling asleep last night, Phil commented how it was such a successful night.  What a great time it was.  I thought about all the prep work.  I thought about Gavin's melt downs that afternoon, him continuously taking off all his clothes.  I then closed my eyes and smiled.  All the prep work was worth it.  All the melt downs were worth it.  We attended a baseball game as a family with autism and we won!!  We were successful!
     The G-Man Foundation hosted an animal show at summer school.  I figured if Gavin and his friends had to go to school during the summer, then they deserved something special.  Animal Adventures came to school today.  They brought a bearded dragon, skunk, rabbit, chinchilla, snake, tortoise, alligator, and a ferret.  It was a show and tell for all the special education summer school students.  The students got to touch each animal.  Gavin's teacher, Lynne, prepared Gavin all week for the animals coming to school.  This morning when he woke he was a complete bear.  He had a melt down before we left for school.  I figured it was due to all the changes in his schedule lately.  Gavin loves music.  It is very therapeutic for him.  So, on the way to school I plugged in my iPod, turned a song on, asked him if he wanted to listen to this song.  I continuously heard, "no, no, no!" And then he heard it.  Break on through by the Doors.  "yes, yes, yes!"  So, repeat play went on.  We sang Break on Through the entire way to summer school.
     Overall, the Animal Adventure show was a big success.  Gavin sat with his class, and touched each animal.  As I sat with my summer school students,  I looked around the room.  My eyes filled with tears looking at some of the students' faces.  Witnessing their happy expressions.  Seeing them nervously touch the animals. Seeing the excitement in their eyes.   I then knew that I was right where I was suppose to be.  I knew exactly why I was given autism.  I knew it was my destiny to start this foundation.  On my bad autism days I will remember this moment.  I will never forget it.  This moment helped me break on through.  Break on through to the other side.  The side of no melt downs, the side of happiness, the side of excitement.
     Break on through to the other side.......break on through to the other side..........

Breaking on through,
Paula