So this past week and a half I put everything else on hold while caring for my sickie kiddo. That meant no blogging, no graphics work, just sitting in bed next to my sweet boy in between changing sheets, encouraging him to drink something, giving him a steady supply of alternated liquid Tylenol and liquid Motrin.
Have I mentioned that my son is 14 but he has autism? Totally non-verbal. He can’t tell me what his symptoms are, so I have to play junior detective to try to figure out what’s wrong.
It all started a week ago last Tuesday when he came home from school with a note that said he didn’t eat breakfast or lunch. I knew something was up when he didn’t eat at least lunch. He’s never been big on breakfast foods.