This week lil man came down with a cold that developed into a respiratory thing. One thing I dread as mom, taking lil man to the doctor.
Our pediatrician is great and tells us that it is typical for children at this age to have an aversion to him and really helps me manage the exam (I should note, we have not seen him since the ASD diagnosis, it’s how the doctor is with lil man). However, when bringing our son with ASD into a new doctor while he is under the weather was one of the most difficult experiences.
An exam needs to be performed, listen to heart and lungs, check ears and throat. Sounds easy enough. Wrong!
Lil man does not like to be touched by strangers (sometimes even friends/relatives he knows). He certainly does not want something in his mouth, ears, back or chest!
As a result, I (at 22 weeks pregnant) have to hold lil man against my body with both arms by his side while the doctor tries to complete the exam. Lil man screams and cries while trying to get away as a result. And really who can blame him.
We spent an hour at the doctors office trying to get a full exam and some results/treatment plan. Not a fun time for anyone to be a part of, but necessary for lil man to get better.
I share this story for a few reasons: this happens at more then just the doctors office and may be why we as a family choose to avoid certain places, so others are aware of ways ASD can affect necessary things in life, and as a reminder that sometimes as parents we have to do things for the best interest of our children.