It was very difficult and I'm still processing how to write about it. On Wednesday, Jim and I stayed up for a long time talking about things. Both of us agreed, we weren't at all surprised that Charlie had gotten so upset over 24 hours after seeing the big autism center. He always has a lag in processing anything emotional, any big changes, anytimes he himself gets really really upset.
I've noted that Charlie's been seeking out some old favorites like the rice crackers that used to be his absolute most desired food, to the point that, when he was younger, we knew that he would try his hardest to imitate sounds and words for one of the crackers. Also, yesterday night, Charlie asked for "blue" and proceeded to drag his big blue pillow (purchased years ago at a PetSmart store and restuffed with the insides of numerous old pillows) out of the storage area. The pillow was pulled up the stairs (the storage area is in the basement of this building) and, after Charlie had made sure it was still the same by kneeling and sitting on it in the dining room, was placed right before his bed.
It never rains but it pours: This was the case for us yesterday, and not only because it rained rained rained cold hard & steady for most of Thursday. It's been a period of much too much with the imminent change in Charlie's school situation sending ripples and tremors throughout us all. My, um, extreme display of emotion at a September 25th meeting with school district personnel was one earlier instance of the total family stress that has arisen from Charlie's school situation having devolved as it has. And on Wednesday evening, while he and I were driving hom, Charlie was extra obsessive; got very, suddenly, anxious; a major neurological storm occurred.
Comfort food and a mighty comforting big soft pillow (and in blue, the color of Charlie's beloved ocean): Just what the doctor ordered in a time of stress.