Willie and the Unbearable Bear Crisis

Willie is out of school on injury leave right now. He has been diagnosed with Knee Effusion, or water on the knee. As near as we can tell, there is something wrong inside his knee. This, however, is a separate incident from the bear crisis. Once upon a time Willie had four bears, a big bear, a smaller bear, a chef bear and a spotted   pink bear (really, a Cheetah) but any way…   Willie started acting out the three bears story and after a while, instead of setting the chef bear aside, the chef bear was tossed into … Continue reading Willie and the Unbearable Bear Crisis

Outings With Willie

It has been a long while since I last blogged about Willie. There have been so much going on with him. We took Willie on the bus with his niece La’miya before the weather warmed up and headed for the park. After getting off the bus, we took a detour to the ice cream stand. Willie had ice cream, La’miya watched. (Secret. La’miya did taste ice cream with her mom.) We then walked to the park where Willie and La’miya both got on the swings. Willie watched a couple of guys playing catch. Then he climbed a tree. Back home, Willie … Continue reading Outings With Willie

Willie At Home

A lot has been going on with Willie. He returns to school Monday from Christmas vacation, and he will be wearing his helmet and harness. With all the bus difficulties, they’ve switched bus aides. Willie now has the bus aide he started with in September…already there has been less complaints. Compatibility is everything. I was concerned about the harness…but the bus aide had the right idea…she told Willie it was his new bus uniform and he accepted it with no issues…the helmet he wears…but…he doesn’t like it…he tried to break it…but now seems to have accepted it. Before Christmas break, … Continue reading Willie At Home

Willie At Home

Well Willie has lost his school bus privileges until after Thanksgiving. There was a problem during a meltdown, a bus aide went to the E.R. and I’m wondering where the scratches on Willie’s face came from. I do know that in Autism, a child will not feel disciplined if you hit him, he will feel attacked. I have been spending my hours between, napping for work, and working, up at Children’s Hospital. Another death, which I will write about soon. I noticed the scratches today, and then found out that he came home with them, the day he lost his … Continue reading Willie At Home

Trick or Treat Willie

So our community had a Halloween trail on in it’s business section. The day before Halloween, there was trick or treating at Willie’s school. He went as a vampire. He left his cape in school and brought home a lot of candy that he opened, but fortunately, did not eat. This was Friday, and now he needed another cape for Halloween. Willie’s mother found one cape Friday evening and a set of teeth. So Saturday, Willie had all he needed to be a vampire. I had ordered zombie make up but I  wasn’t sure if Willie would allow his face … Continue reading Trick or Treat Willie

Battle Scars

I have called my grandson Willie a warrior almost from his birth. Willie is scarred like a soldier who’s seen many battles. In truth Willie has had to fight battles. His premature birth set a tone to fight that continues to this day. Willie came home with a colostomy and a wound that needed washing and medication. Thinking about his screams of pain during those treatments still bring tears to my eyes. Willie has a fading scar on his abdomen from the reversal of his colostomy. He has a tiny  scar on his forehead from an I.V. before he came … Continue reading Battle Scars

Outings With Willie

A few weeks ago, my grandson Willie and I went on a fairly long walk around our neighborhood. It was nice and uneventful, and because we didn’t use a bus or other transportation, there was a bit of control. Well, on Monday, we left that control behind. Willie asked to go for a walk, so we did. Our first stop, as usual, was the playground.  He slid, on the slide. Then he wanted to go up to the sky on the see-saw.  Willie wanted to stay on the see-saw, but it was too much sun. I asked him where he … Continue reading Outings With Willie