We have a drawer behind a cabinet door we call “Narnia”. A magical world where the foods live that Nani obsesses over. Think of it as where we keep the turkish delight.
Food issues are often BIG for people with autism, and bigger for the people who live with the people with autism. Some are aversions, some are compulsions, some are annoying, and some are dangerous. All will change the way you live.
Putting away groceries has taken on a whole new meaning for our family.
My youngest daughter realized her first week away at college just how different her home life was from her Nani-less peers. Her suite mate put a bowl of apples on their coffee table, just imagine Meghan’s reaction when she saw that. APPLES RIGHT OUT IN THE OPEN??!!! Her first instinct was to hide them. Then she realized that not every one had grown up in an environment where apples were a controlled substance.
Some people must monitor how much water their child drinks to prevent water intoxication which will throw electrolytes dangerously out of balance. One young man I know can consume more than a quart of fluid in basically one long drink and will do so repeatedly if given the opportunity.
We have a one quart limit on milk at our house. That’s right! We not buying into the new “pour one more” campaign the milk council has going. Not anymore. Turns out that milk is good for your bones, but a gallon of milk is bad for your kidneys. Who knew? Not Nani’s mom. But we’re blessed because we don’t have to ration water. Yet. Knock on wood.
One friend had the entire length of her piano keys and good part of her living room coated in butter. How do you clean butter off your piano keys? No doubt Rosemary can tell you. Most likely this is knowledge she never expected to possess.
There was the shake- the-egg- carton- until-empty stage. That was fun. While I’m on the subject of eggs…at some point she began gagging (to the point of no return ) at the very sight of scrambled or fried eggs. Oddly, if she sees them she feels compelled to look more closely rather than turning away from what she finds nauseating. We eat our eggs after she’s had her breakfast and left the kitchen. We find them tastier that way.
Just so you know, apples are not the only controlled fruit at my house, you won’t find any citrus sitting out for the taking. If you’re looking for a cure for your scurvy, best to ring someone else’s doorbell.
Donna, I enjoy your blog so much. You are so gifted in writing as you are in talking. The stories make me laugh but also help me to be a little more “in your world”. Love you and yours dearly.
Donna, I always said you should write a book. I was right!
You are part of the reason I’m still sane enough to string 2 words together. Such a blessing to me. Love to see you and Mike again.
Great column, Donna–our group could probably supply you with enough food stories for the rest of the year!
Hope to see you and Frank soon,
Ashley, if I laugh, grin and do a little bounce, will you make me a coconut cake everytime you’re in town?
nice try, meg…