My daughter, Ryan, was born December 4, 2002. Three and a half years later, she was diagnosed with autism. I became concerned about her development at age 2 ½, when she didn’t answer to her name, protested any demand placed on her, and was extremely tactile-defensive.
Medical professionals gave them little hope. “We had to become our child’s advocate,” says Sue. “We had to find doctors we could trust. We were living under a veil of bleakness, feeling isolated.”
Seven year old Kelsi Owen is a champion of “Bunny Rescue,” an organization that helps find homes for abandoned rabbits. She owns her own bunny, Whiffle , who was a gift in celebration of Kelsi’s progress away from autism and her growth into a typical 7 year old.
My story starts like any other day. I was in the kitchen preparing lunch for my kids. One therapist had just left after their session and another one was due to arrive any minute. But today was unlike any other day.
“Dad, I miss hockey.” That’s what my 6 year-old son, who has autism, said to me a couple of weeks ago as we were getting ready for dinner. I can honestly say that I never expected to hear those words from him.
Some fathers are fully on board with the plan to save their children. Some fathers are confused as to what this strange group might have in store for their child who was branded hopeless
Watch a great video on TACA Dads!
Stories of autism moms have been shared and celebrated for years, and rightfully so. With a growing population of children being diagnosed on the spectrum, new autism moms are being inducted into this exclusive club every day.
My name is Leya. I am 16 years old and will be a senior in high school next year. Today, I would like to share with you something special about myself.
May 13, 2005 was a joyous day in our household. On this day, seven years ago, our child Baxter no longer qualified for the diagnosis of autism.
I am writing this to encourage you to consider biomedical interventions for your child. I hope many other people encourage you as well, because biomedical interventions are life changing.
Most people would say that recovery from autism is a miracle. I believe we create miracles every day, but miracles are a monumental undertaking which take time, patience, persistence, and love.
It was exciting for our whole family when we learned that my baby sister Lisa would soon be delivering her second child, a little boy. My wife Sheila and I were invited to the hospital to meet the little guy shortly after he was born. I could not wait!
Zachary was born Feb 6th, 2004. Although he was sick at a day old, and almost non-stop for years, he was progressing in regards to developmental milestones.
For those who have been with TACA since the beginning, you all know our story of how TACA inspired me to find answers for Daniel. He lost his medical diagnosis by the age of four, and I wrote about him in Mothering Magazine in order to inspire other families.
Families share their stories how TACA has helped them on their autism journeys.
When her son, Ethan, was diagnosed with autism at age 2 in fall 2005, Jalene Suda devoted herself completely to his recovery. She quit a good job to stay home and marshal every available resource to free her son from this complex, isolating brain disorder.
I wanted to write a note of gratitude to TACA. But, I want to share this here so everyone that you know – knows that you saved a child’s life – and that child is my son, Brandon.
I live up in the hills at the end of a street that overlooks a mountain – great location, but cell phone reception is terrible. The most you can get is “2 bars” which means conversations are nearly impossible – you can’t hear the other person or they can’t hear you. Some texts come through instantly while others are not received until the next day, leading to important information getting lost.
“I’m glad that’s over!” That’s what I thought every morning after pulling away from the school. I dreaded taking Charlie to school every day. And then as the school dismissal time approached, I dreaded going back. Ever since Charlie’s diagnosis of Autism, every day seemed to bring a new challenge. I was getting exhausted.