Last week I came home from my nightly walk with the dogs. The house was quiet and I slowly realized that no one was at home. How could I not have seen that the car was out of the driveway? Since Madison has autism, I never know what to expect. We live in fear of him just disappearing.
I called Vickie and she had called the doctor about Madison. They told her if she could come in the next ten minutes, they would see Madison. It would have been nice if she had left a note.
Madison had been having problems swallowing on and off for a few days. He would struggle and shake his head up and down like a horse does and then look like he was trying to swallow that large pill that used to be the antibiotic. We were not sure what was going on. We’ve heard about side effects from drugs and twenty other scary stories, so we were a little nervous.
When I got there, they had already taken Madison and Vickie back, and had just started to do his temperature and blood pressure. We like to both go when we take Madison. Sometimes he is great like this time. Other times it takes both of us. With all the doctor visits, blood sucking and tests that he has undergone, he does really well.
It was a different doctor we had this time and she did not know what Madison would let her do. She was very pleased that Vickie could persuade him to let her look in his ears and down his throat. The doctor said he is very easy to work with given his condition. Vickie liked to have shouted when we were told it was not strep. But what was it? Madison was still going through his contortions.
“Well, does he know how to cough?” the doctor said.
Vickie and I looked at each other. What a ridiculous question.
But…you know, we never have heard him cough. We have heard him sneeze and clear his throat, but not cough.
Of course, with Madison the unheard of is not anything new. He was not able to smell until he did therapy through Brain Balance. And we know that we had good results from that because he is quick to tell us when Wilson (our Persian) has used his litter box.
So, it seems, this was his way of handling the drainage in his throat from his allergies.
So, where do you learn how to cough? I did not go to kindergarten so it must be in there. So my teaching friends, if you have some training materials on coughing, or have seen a YouTube video that can help, please add a comment.
And to everyone, I hope you have a very happy, and thankful, Thanksgiving.