I don’t really care much about semantics – Cuyler has autism. Cuyler is autistic. I don’t get offended by the latter.
2) Cuyler does not suffer from autism (although I could argue that there are days where I suffer because of his autism. HA!). Just ask anyone who knows him if the kid appears to suffer from anything. Answer will be a resounding NO.
The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) updated its estimate of autism prevalence in the United States to 1 in 88 children (1 in 54 boys and 1 in 252 girls)
Really? Not an epidemic? That makes me sad and scared and furious.
Cuy: I love the CN Tower! And blue is my favourite colour!
Me: Do you know why it will be lit up blue?
Cuy: Because I have autism?
I’m not sure what I expected his answer to be. I didn’t expect it come out that naturally or automatic. I’ve never heard him speak about having autism. Further…how did he know about World Autism day?
After Sean and I stopped confusedly looking at each other I replied yes.
I asked him if he knows that that means. Did he know what autism is?
“What about it?”
That’s the simple explanation and we can leave it at that for now.
He is aware enough now to know that he does have autism. He is aware enough to know that his brain works different.
I wondered when we would get there. Here we are.
Today we’ve got our blue on. I’ve got my blue nail polish. Our lights will be lit.