We are fortunate that we have not had many meltdowns, I hope I’m not about to jinx that!
Last weekend my husband went on a day and night out, and I was really excited for mummy and son time. A few years ago, this would have scared me, but now I was looking forward to having some time just me and my boy.
I needed to go to Braehead to change shoes so decided we could then go to TGI Friday’s for dinner.
Of course I made the mistake of saying we were going to TGI’S so that’s all I got the full afternoon “I want TGI’s” over and over and no now and next or distraction was working.
I tried to change the shoes and he had a mini meltdown, not wanting to wait and shouting that he wanted the car and wanted TGI’S.
After this behaviour, he shouldn’t be getting a TGI’S treat but I have to remind myself that he can’t help behaving like this and at only 7, he hasn’t yet learned to deal with how the autism makes him feel and react. Plus, if I said we were not going to TGI’S he would have had a major meltdown!! I should have just gone to McDonald’s. Isn’t hindsight a wonderful thing?
We got to TGI’S and thankfully got a table straight away. It was only 4.30pm so we were lucky the dinner rush hadn’t started yet. As soon as we sat down he wanted his chicken. I asked where his chicken was, and he said “in the oven” but he kept saying it over and over getting louder and louder screaming at me and grabbing me and nothing I done or said could console him. He had a full blown major meltdown and when I tried to leave, it made him worse.
Everyone is now staring at us, which doesnt normally bother me too much, but after the afternoon I had with him, I was could feel the tears in my eyes and it was taking every bit of strength I had to stop them from flowing. I knew if they started, they wouldn’t stop!
His chicken arrived, and instantly he was fine. He sat down and started eating as if nothing had just happened. I am then left to try and recover from the whirlwind of the meltdown.
There was a young couple at the table next to us. Once his chicken arrived and he sat down, the girl started chatting to him asking him if he liked his chicken. She could see I needed to calm down. Of course the kindness she showed us made me worse and I could not stop the tears. There I am, in the middle of TGI’S in floods of tears unable to stop.
I explained to the girl that he had autism and she smiled and nodded. She then said to me that she had been watching me and said I was amazing and I really was handling the situation so well. More tears!!
We left the second he finished his chicken. I had just ordered a starter so I didn’t have much to eat. I just needed out if there.
On the way home I popped in to see my parents. The second I saw them I couldn’t stop the tears. I sat in their house and sobbed uncontrollably until I had no tears left. My dad had taken my son to the garden so he didn’t see me, but knew something was wrong. He came back into the living room and sat besude me and said “your ok mummy” and I gave him a big cuddle.
Some days it just catches up with me and I need to let it out. This was one of those days. We both had meltdowns this day.