I had a birthday that I will never forget. It was my birthday. I thought it would be a day. I just wanted to spend some time with my autistic son, Ethan. We were going to have a day out.
Ethan is my son. He sees the world in a way. My autistic son likes to stick to a routine. He gets upset when things do not go as planned. I thought we could handle a trip out.
At first, everything was fine. We went in. Ethan stayed close to me. I was watching him carefully. I know my son, and I can tell when he is getting upset.
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Then something happened. I do not know what it was. Maybe it was a noise or too many people. Ethan’s body got stiff. I knew something was wrong. I leaned in close. Said, “It’s okay, Ethan. I’m here with you.”
Things got worse. My autistic son had an accident.
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I felt panicked and embarrassed. People were staring at us. I heard them whispering. Someone said, “What just happened?” Another person said, “Oh no…” I wanted to get out of there as fast as I could.
My autistic son was really upset. He was breathing fast. He was scared. I knelt down next to him. Said, “Hey it’s okay. You’re okay. We will fix this.” I was waiting for someone to yell at us or tell us to leave. That has happened to us before.
