
I'm going to keep this short. Here's the scenario:
My son Mark has had a terrible few weeks. I wrote about thsi already, so I won't rehash the details. Suffice it to say that hsi autism was wearing us all very thin. There is only so much aggression, screaming, and tantruming that one family can take.
Just when we thought it couldn't get any worse, we get this: Sunday night (around dusk) Mark is swimming in the pool - his and our only respite - although lately he screams even in there. Anyway, he hops out of the pool and goes to the trampoline. Again, this is usually a time of enjoyable respite for us all. But all he did was scream. Finally, saving both my sanity and that of the neighbor's, I go out and make him come in. I had to all but carry him to the house (and he isn't small). When we get him in, we realize he has a terrible rash. It is all over his back. We can't figure if it is from the cut grass, a reaction to his plethora of meds he takes, or what. All we know is that on top of whatever else has been driving Mark crazy lately, he now also has a terrible rash.
Cecilia goes out and gets some Benadryl liquid. After a little while of crying, etc. he calms down, does pretty well and finally dozes off to sleep. The next morning, we send him off to school (and he went surprisingly happy) - still scratching the rash - and guess what? The school nurse calls and says we have to pick him up because he cannot be around other students with such a rash. Of course, we also have Cecilia's dad in ICU at the time and we are both trying to work and cover all the family bases, so this is one more weight to an already over-burdened family. Thankfully, my mom was available to pick him up (around 10 AM). Of course now we can't take him back to school without a doctor's note saying he is ok. So ... Cecilia gets on the phone trying to get an appointment with Mark's autism specialist,
Dr. Jeff Bradstreet. We have been at wit's end anyway with Mark and needed some help and some new approaches to his treatment so we figured we'd kill two birds with one stone, so to speak. Dr. Bradstreet could see if it was a rash - particularly one caused by his meds - and could also give us some new strategies or medications or anything to help us.
Miraculously, Cecilia gets an "emergency appointment" yesterday at 3:45 pm. For most doctors, this would not be so incredible, but Dr. Bradstreet operates two offices - one in Arizona and one in Melbourne, Florida - and sees many patients. Appts are very rare and very expensive. Anyway, we get in ...
Now here is where it gets interesting ...
Mark had a great day on Monday. In fact, we were telling each other that Dr. Bradstreet would think we're crazy describing how horrible his behaviors have been when he sees Mark. In his office, Mark was laughing, talking, and being very sweet. In fact, he was that way all the way to Melbourne.
The Dr. looked at Mark's rash and said it was from noceums. Keep in mind that Mark's pain tolerance is pretty incredible. Apparently, he was getting bitten up by these little "flying teeth" all the time he was jumping on the trampoline with no shirt. And what would cause most of us to run for the house, he just ignores - or cries thru (but you don't usually know what he is crying about. He asked what we had given him for it and we said Benadryl. He asked if it was working, and we said the scratching seemed to lessen. But we really didn't want to talk about that. We wanted to talk about these behaviors, and how to get a handle on them. We were really perplexed though, since he had 1 1/2 really good days though - after weeks of consecutive rough ones.
Dr. Bradstreet asked us if he was better after getting the Benadryl. We thought about it a little and said, "yeah - I guess so". Well, let me cut to the chase (since I said this would be short, and already it's not). As it turns out, Benadryl (an antihistamine) has similar properties to a few of the other meds Mark takes and also some (obvious) benefits helping him deal with his myriad allergies. Bottom line - the Benadryl probably made a big difference in how he was feeling, processing information, and behaving. And now it is part of our daily routine as of yesterday.
Just when we thought that all we needed was one more issue with Mark - and one more thing to frustrate and annoy him - it turns out that maybe the noceums actually benefitted Mark. (Although I wish there were about 30 fewer bites needed to accomplish it!). Mark is doing better today. And I know we would never have given Benadryl without a need.
So who knows how God can or might send small, unexpected blessings? It just reminds me that "... we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." (Romans 8:28)
And when you think of noceums as unmitigated evil - think of this: "You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done ..." (Genesis 50:20 - admittedly out of context)
And just when I (and Mark and Cecilia) needed it most!
Labels: Autism, benadryl, blessings, God, noceums