Showing posts with label SPD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SPD. Show all posts

Friday, April 5, 2013

Magic Mud. Thank-You, Dr. Zed.


 Do any of the rest of you remember Dr. Zed, and his experiments from Owl magazine?  I used to get those Scholastic Book Orders every month, for books I could buy, and help our school earn a few books as resources...Those Scholastics still come home with the kids, and Owl, and it's younger sibling Chickadee are still out there, but I haven't seen good ol' Dr. Zed in a long while...so of course, I went to the one place I KNEW I'd get some answers.  I googled it.  Not much was out there, because apparently, he has since retired from magazine fame....I did find a good pic of him in the Owl Magazine archives...
He had his own books too - I had, and still have, Dr. Zed's Dazzling Book of Science Activities.  It's out of print, these days. The ONE reason I wanted this book, the ONLY reason I wanted this book, so badly that I begged for DAYS to get it from the Scholastic orders, was the hope that it would have the recipe for the amazing and magical concoction known as Magic Mud.  Now, this was in the days pre- Pinterest, and Google, remember.  Even before the remarkable Interweb....
Much to my chagrin, it did not have the recipe, and for years after, I wondered how to make the magical stuff.  
As an adult now, I want to spare my children the misery and longing of never experiencing magic mud.  So, I have used the web, and all of the resources available to us in this amazing 21st century, and when kid #1 was old enough not to eat the stuff, she was introduced to magic mud!

Having a child with sensory issues (namely kid #2) has made experimenting with stuff like this all the more important and useful as a day-to-day tool for keeping mommy sane" as well as giving her some well needed tactile stimulation.  I'm going to share the recipe here with you now, with photos of our day yesterday, enjoying ourselves with it.

*Note - half of the enjoyment of magic mud is the MAKING of it.  If you are doing this with your kiddo, please let them help.  It will mean the world to them, and it will make it all the more a fun experience!  This WILL make a mess, be prepared for it.  But it is actually SUPER easy to clean up - it is very water soluble, and when dry vacuums up super easy.

You will need:  one large bowl or deep tray, one box of cornstarch, tap water, and some sort of colouring.  I've used Wilton cake dye, mixed into the water before adding it to the cornstarch.  Any food dye, or even juice would probably work.  Here`s B opening up the box of cornstarch.  She needed help ripping open the waxy-paper baggie inside.

 
 Step 1:  Dump cornstarch into bowl.  B is taking this very seriously.  To her, this needs to be as exact as when we are baking.  She doesn't realize that there's not really a way to do this wrong!



 

 Step 2:  B is mixing the Wilton icing dye that I put in the water.  I was smart enough not to let her put the coloured paste in herself, because I know it would have been a disaster.  That stuff stains before it is diluted, and B's self-control is, shall we say, lacking.  If you are using juice, or even regular food dye drops, your kiddo could probably enjoy adding it themselves....
 


Step 3:  Pour the coloured liquid into the cornstarch.  I used about 2.5 cups for the box of cornstarch, this is a 1 cup measuring cup in the picture, we refilled it.  Have towels on hand if you or your young one's aim or self control is questionable. 



 
Step 4:  Get messy!  Hands in, mix it up and play!  You will get the coolest textured goop ever.  Half liquid, half solid, both at the same time, neither...mix,  play, have FUN.  And not just your kiddo.  Get your own hands in there.  Even if you hate messy hands.  It's therapeutic.  Cathartic.


 
Pick up solid fistful of goo
Open fist - solid dryish mass turns to ooze

 The solid-liquid gooeyness of being able to pick up a solid "chunk" of the stuff, and then letting it ooze all liquidy back into the bowl is unbeatable.  Trust me.  

At this point I learned a new trick.  Put a towel under your play area.  The rationale is two-fold.  One, it makes the clean-up WAY easier.  Take towel out to yard and shake.  Wash towel.  

Two, we discovered that magic mud makes great mud pies on the towel, as the liquid is absorbed into the towel....and neat little dry-ish mud balls too.  More water was added after to the bowl to re-moisten the mud.

It is also fun to add toys - any plastic ones that can be easily rinsed off - this stuff doesn't stick permanently.  It rinses easily and cleanly away. 


This activity easily falls into my acceptable indoor project ratio of:

[Fun time]=/>[prep time]+[clean time]
where =/> means equal or greater to.
 
Have fun!



Saturday, March 23, 2013

Here's my letter to my local MPP...I mentioned I'd post it...



So here it is, in all it's glory.... I am leaving out names, just to be fair... I realize it may be hard to follow, and I'm sorry about that.  I am leaving it as is, just because I don't have the energy to change it right now.  but feel free to ask questions, make positive suggestions in the comments section....
thanks



Thank you for speaking to me on the phone yesterday about my daughter.  Just to recap, we were talking about the failure of the early intervention mental health system in Guelph to support my daughter, B, in receiving the help she needs in the evaluation, assessment, and treatment of her Sensory Processing Disorder.  We started to look for intervention for B when she was less than 2 years old, as her behaviours and coping mechanisms did not seem to fit with the "norm" for her age.  We started by calling the Growing Great Kids Program - run by public health - and had E assigned to us as our public health nurse.  She made 2 visits and received 3 of my phone calls over an 18 month-ish period, but did not recommend or initiate any sort of screening or assessment for her, despite her witnessing a few extreme behaviours.  She stated that B was Highly Spirited, and that made her intense, but she was "normal".  At about 3 years old I started advocating for speech therapy for B, as at the time she had some language barriers for her age, as well as difficulties in pronouncing certain sounds in her mouth.  We were referred, at my insistance, and the recommendation of E, to Wee talk, assessed after over 3 months of waiting, and sent home with a "home program"  to help me teach her to do her "L" sound (something that wasn't an issue yet due to her age).  Despite me insisting that she would not benefit from a home program, and despite E's recommendation to speech therapy with a therapist rather than at home, that was the assignment, and we tried to follow the program at home.  As expected, this was unsuccessful, as her frustrations led her to rip up colouring and other "assignments", and otherwise react negatively to attempts to "train" her to pronounce a letter that she was not developmentally ready for.  In this time we saw E again, and I had at least one very frustrated and desperate phone conversation - where E agreed that it seemed that B may have issues with Self-Regulation, but still, she didn't have an assessment done or scheduled.  She discussed at this point the city's Early years mental health program, and put us on the waiting list for that.  I asked if there were any programs/support for parents dealing with similar issues, and she recommended me waiting until B had been assessed at the early years mental health program, and then asking for support through B's worker.  She insisted that it would be the fastest way for me to get the support I needed. Three months later we went to her follow up wee talk appointment, and explained her lack of progress and frustration with the program.  We were then referred, by K at Wee Talk, to a speech therapist at St. Joe's, and waited 3 more months to see her.  Within ONE visit with M at Wee Talk, it was determined by the speech therapist that B was in desperate need of Occupational Therapy, and M made the referral within 1 week.  B was not yet 4 at this time.  It was also determined that B's speech issues were not something that could be treated with speech therapy at this time, as the problem was the physical formation of her palate, which would not be corrected until she was much older, either naturally or with orthodontic/surgical assistance.  We were then told by M that the waiting list for OT through Kidsability was very long, and should we want service sooner, we should pay for private OT assessment through a local private clinic here in Guelph. 
Concurrently, we began assessment/treatment with early mental health program, seeing E.  The written evaluation/assessment showed that she was medium/high risk in her behaviours, no discussion as to the root cause of these behaviours, and after 2 sessions spanning 3 weeks, we were told that we qualified for their services.  We attended 4 sessions with E, where she focused on my interactions with B, and behavioural modification techniques (such as visual reminders of how to behave, games to play to help us express and recognize emotions).  B found the activities fun, but they were not very beneficial to our situation, as we had already been implementing more effective techniques in our home for managing those behaviours. Seeing little benefit to this treatment, we finally decided to follow the advice of the speech therapist and seek private OT assessment, as it was now November 2012, and B was already 4 years old. We paid $200 to have an assessment done by N, the private OT.  It was determined that there were several sensory impairments, as well as self-regulation issues as a result of Sensory Processing Disorder.  A copy of that assessment can be provided at your request.  It was determined that much more assessment was necessary to fully understand the depth of her issues, but as they saw that we were instinctively adept at providing a lot of the care she needed, and as they were aware of our financial limitations, they instead recommended a series of books related to sensory processing disorder, and advised us to create a "sensory diet" for her based on the books - this is a practice usually put into play by an Occupational Therapist, but they didn't offer us this service, as we were limited financially, and weren't sure if we could continue paying the $125 per hour to receive treatment and support from them.  At this time, dealing with my daughters' disorder, a system that wasn't helping, and just needing support, I asked E at the early mental health clinic, over the phone, if there was any sort of parent support group - to help me cope with dealing with the day to day of our existence and B's disorder's impact on me and my family.  E signed me up for her workshop "circle of security", which while interesting, did not in any way address my issues, or meet the needs I requested.  I called her after the first week of this program to set up my next appointment with her and my daughter, and she told me that she didn't need to see us while I was doing the circle of security program, thereby ending ANY treatment that B was receiving.  The circle of security group happened to have two sessions that fell over March Break, and we were away for those two weeks and the week before that, after a whole night awake with B, I had missed 3 sessions of the group.  I recognized that I could not finish the group as I had missed too many, and asked about rescheduling the private sessions with her and B, mostly to maintain some continuity in care for her.  At this point E stated that I had reached the max of her services, and it was time for me to put our sessions into practice, and she would call me in May (this after B had seen her all of FOUR TIMES).

While doing our homework and reading every book we were recommended by the OT, we were also weighing our options at this point (borrow more money for therapy or continue to wait for publicly funded OT program). At this point we got a call from the publicly funded OT, stating we had an appointment scheduled for that month (in January).  We decided to go with that, and informed N, the private Occupational Therapist of that choice.  Within a week of our coming appointment, the public OT service called to state that our assigned OT was no longer available to provide services to us, and we would have to wait until at least March for service.  More waiting.


  We FINALLY received our initial assessment last Thursday, March 14.  B is now 4.5 years old.  The OT that conducted the assessment was D - very wonderful woman, who B instantly bonded with.  She conducted her assessment, offered some basic suggestions about making us a visual schedule for B to learn to follow, and offering to make the recommendation that B be followed by a pediatrician, but warned us that B was getting to the top end of the age in which they provide Occupational Therapy, since their restructuring (while we were waiting for our rescheduled appointment).  That same evening, while we were away for the last weekend of March Break, we got a message on our phone stating that B did not qualify for Occupational therapy, due to her starting Senior Kindergarten in September (despite the program's mandate up to this point of early intervention to age SIX, and her only being 4.5 at this point).  When I called D on our return from our weekend, we discussed the situation, and she agreed that B would definitely benefit from Occupational therapy, and the only reason that she did not qualify was her entering Senior kindergarten in September, and the further waiting list that she would have to be on to receive OT would put her past their cut-off period of June.  We at this point signed up for their 2 day USWAY seminar (Understanding the Sensory World Around You), in the hopes of getting some sort of support still, through D.  She agreed that the information provided would be information that we already knew, but we hoped to at least meet some other parents whose children were also affected by SPD, and maybe receive some support that way.  She also gave me her supervisor's phone number, M-E, and told me that I could talk to her for further assistance.  M-E reiterated that we did not meet their qualifications for receiving OT, because of her age, and then stated that she should have been referred for assessment back when she was 18 months old, and E the public health nurse, should have asked for the assessment/made the referral to Kidsability back 3 years previously.  She agreed that we were one of the families that unfortunately "fell through the cracks" in the system.

I talked to you, at the M.P.P. office, at this point, and asked for my M.P.P.s support in helping my 4.5 year old girl get the therapy she needs to function to her best ability.



I offered to send you some links to help you understand the disorder she was diagnosed with.  Here they are.


http://sensoryprocessing.yolasite.com/
http://stavishclan.com/2012/10/guest-post-sensory-processing-disorder.html
http://www.spdfoundation.net/


While all of this waiting and waiting and beaurocracy has gone on, my child, and my family, are still struggling.  Bis not getting the support/therapy she needs.  This is not right.  We as a family followed all of the right avenues, started as early in our childs' life as possible to receive the support she needs.  We are lucky to understand the system, and have tried to stay within it to the best of our ability.  Please help me make it right for my little girl.  

Thank you.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

CRAZINESS - how time flies.


The girls,now.  B on the left, 4, D on the right, 8.

isn't it INSANE that you blink and years go by?  I mean, last time I posted here was 2011.  TWO THOUSAND AND ELEVEN!!!  It's not that I haven't planned on posting.. I have the blogger app, lots of good photos of activities, menu choices, new kitten, creative spells...I even regularly compose blog posts in my head!  Like about our now one year old new kitten-boy...the only y-chromosome in our household...and how he's grown up since 6 weeks old here thinking that  he's a human child.  He even goes outside and plays with the girls - IN THE SNOW - every time they're out there!  He's even learned how to jump on the enclosed trampoline in the backyard.  No, I'm not kidding.  I'll take a video this summer and show you.
Mokey, before he became a giant


Speaking of snow - has anyone else spent time appreciating the beauty that is wet snow stuck to all of the tree branches the last few days?

As I'm typing this, I'm realizing why I haven't written in a while.  KIDS.  How is it that every time I sit down to do this, there's a kid who needs something?  I mean...they're 4 and 8....can't they do ANYTHING for 10 minutes on their own?

Oh yeah.  it's been that long.  i have 2 school-aged kids.  Okay, one and a half.  B is still part time, in Junior Kindergarten.  Which is why today, as I'm actually trying to successfully type out a blog post for the first time in beep knows how long, B is interrupting every 3 minutes.. which leads to this disjointed, multiple-topic rambling of ideas... right now I'm the "babysitter" of baby stella (the doll) as B goes "shopping".  it was the only way to have her think I'm playing with her while I get anything done!

Mokey the cat making a snowman with D
pdate on B - (said in a slightly more serious tone).  Over the last two years we have noticed that she acts a little, shall we say, "differently" than other kids.  Very reactive and physical, often without any recognizable "cause and effect", speech issues, EXTREME clinginess (like, she had to quit gymnastics when she was over a year older than the oldest kid in the mom and tot group because she couldn't function without me beside her)..Inability to focus on any one thing for more than a minute or two, inability to retain information (more extreme than the average.  example - eats mouthful of dirt.  hates it.  cries.  gets cleaned up.  goes outside.  eats mouthful of dirt.  repeat.)  Well, after countless specialist appointments, work groups, and finally an UBER expensive trip to a private occupational therapist, we have a tentative diagnosis - Sensory Processing Disorder.  and MAN, is it an accurate description...I won't go into too many details, follow the link if you're curious.  Basically, her brain doesn't connect properly to her 7 senses (I know, we were only taught 5 at school...but there are 7).  As a result she needs to overstimulate or shut down, depending on what her brain can handle at any given time.  For example, most kids are satisfied with the comfort of a hug from mom.  Some days B doesn't "feel" the hug enough.  As a result, she will BASH into me full force, just to get that feeling of a hug.  it stinks.  it hurts.  it causes bruises.  but all she wants is the comfort of a hug.....OTHER days however, she'll put on her socks, and her touch sense will be SO sensitive that the sock feels like it's crushing her, the seam literally hurts her toes.  she screams and throws the sock, and sinks into "I'm never wearing socks again!!!!!!"   And we never know what is what.  And this isn't just for touch.  Some moments it is volume, temperature, the feeling of gravity, sometimes even thoughts in her own head overwhelm her.  Let's just say it is a learning process.

D the day after her 8th Birthday.
B..her hair isn't brushed.  Shocking.
okay, enough seriousness. We've had birthdays, Christmases, Chanukahs, beginnings, and endings since I wrote last.  I will write more.  AND find time to finish my new website (COMING SOON-ish), and find time to make more product for BaBaZOoBEe! and find students to learn crochet.  Yes, I got my certification from the Craft Yarn Council of America (who knew THAT existed?!!) and am a qualified crochet instructor now.  If you're in Southern Ontario, check out THAT Facebook page!  And go to "parenting-kids-with-issues" class.  And work at the big box craft store at the end of the street (been there over a year now.  VERY part time).  And take B to more OT appointments.  And interact with my children.  And be a parent/housewife.  And succeed at this diet.  THIS time.  (by the way, the my fitness pal app for android ROCKS)  And excercise more.  And maybe, just maybe, go on a date with my wife.  Even end up in bed at the same time for once.

A bientot!