PDA fae

Tag: autism

  • Carer support

    It’s been arranged that I have the support of carers in my new home. This was due to the PDA society insisting that I get a care act assessment to support me in day to day life and I’m really grateful that they stressed this point.

    The assessment was carried out by my community mental health team whilst I was still in hospital. That meant the carers were ready as soon as I moved in. They used the report put together by the occupational therapist at the hospital, but also came to talk to me at my request. That felt really important as a PDAer, to have a chance to give my own input. It helped me feel in control of the situation.

    The carers come four times a week, and help with tasks such as cleaning, hoovering, laundry, food shopping and cooking. Basically, activities of daily living. I can also go for trips such as bowling with them, which I will definitely make use of in the future. I get on well with them, which helps a lot. I also plan to do some baking with them soon, should be super fun.

    I definitely recommend this more than supported housing – there’s a lot more control and autonomy in having support in your own home. Supported housing comes with a lot of expectations of managing everything by yourself in my experience, and to someone else’s standards. In contrast, carers are actually willing to do tasks either with or for, depending on your capacity for the day.

  • Further thoughts about dyscalculia and dyspraxia

    I think I’m much more severely dyspraxic, than dyscalculic, and it’s the one that frustrates me more. It’s annoying to struggle with basic movements on a day to day basis.

    The main frustration with dyscalculia is that it hampers me studying something like astronomy. I had a major special interest in that as a kid (as well as palaeontology, teaching myself how evolution worked at age 8).

    I’ve always been highly intelligent, described by my tutor at Cardiff University as “gifted” (my one brag in life). So it’s hard to be held back by a specific learning difficulty.

    It is still more frustrating though to be clumsy and struggle with movement. I drop things, knock things over, struggle to style my hair. Stuff that’s so basic for other people, and it really gets me judged. It’s upsetting.

  • Suspected dyspraxia

    As part of my dyscalculia assessment, the assessor screened for dyspraxia. Turns out, as I had thought, it seems very likely I have it, so she’s written a referral for me.

    I really would prefer not to have these struggles. I want to be better at sports and handicrafts. I struggled in tech lessons, with carpentry and sewing machines. I can’t run fast, I’m generally totally unable to compete in sports.

    Sometimes this can be my least favourite part of my neurodevelopmental divergences. People are very judgemental about the results of the struggle as well – they seem to only judge sensory sensitivities as much. They judge when I drop food and make a mess, for example. I’m clutzy and that gets disapproval.

    It’d be really nice if people understood better about dyspraxia, and that my clutziness isn’t just laziness or not trying.

  • Dyscalculia confirmed!

    On the 15th I had an assessment to check whether I’d been right to suspect dyscalculia since my teen years. I had delayed this, due to everyone’s responses that ‘you’re not dyscalculic, you just struggle’ or ‘maths is hard for everyone’ – particularly from women. Internalised sexism, I would imagine.

    People assumed that my ability to do maths would be absolutely nil. I had one person tell me that because I predicted how gears would turn incorrectly, I couldn’t have dyscalculia, because people with that would get that correct. Based on my assessment, I would say that’s wrong, because making an error on clockwise and anti-clockwise would align with the errors picked up on in my report.

    My report notes a weakness in my working memory, number sense, and ineffective retrieval of maths facts. There’s an awful lot of detail in the entire report, but none of it is entirely surprising to me. Mainly it feels really good to have my suspicions confirmed, and that I do know myself best.

  • Second attempt at facebook

    I’ve decided to give having a facebook page a second attempt. I find generating content for Facebook the hardest, for some reason – I’ve never quite pinned down why. I think because it wants longform posts as well, and I’m using all my mental energy creating them for here.

    I’ve thought of a few different things I can try to mix things up and differentiate the three social media platforms. I want to try and foster more community engagement on Facebook, if I can. That’s going to take being as low demand as possible, and having no expectations on the community, and enticing interest. I hope I can get some discussion going, that would be really cool.

    I’d love to be more well known in the area of PDA advocacy – it doesn’t help that I struggle to keep a regular posting schedule. I struggle to generate ideas for content, and focus on posting when I actually have something to say. Trying to brainstorm ideas would make things very demanding for me. Some months I think of a lot to say, other months are more quiet.

    It’s an adventure, let’s see where this goes.

  • Moving demand anxiety

    Recently I’ve experienced so much demand anxiety about moving, that I’ve mostly been sleeping and hiding.

    There’s been so much to do and arrange – carpets, paint, electricals, electric, gas and water, television license, and internet. It’s been so stressful. It’s a little better now some of it’s getting sorted, I’m finally managing to feel a little excitement.

    I’m very lucky, it’s a great flat, with a lot of storage. It’s going to be so good to get away from the restrictive environment of the ward, and away from some of the repetitive conversation with ill patients. There’s a nice communal garden, and a little yard outside my flat where I can grow some plants if I wish.

    I just wish that moving didn’t come with so many intense demands. It’s really quite a lot to take on, but it’s going to be worth it to no longer be living in supported housing.

  • “what would I freely choose to do now?”

    I experienced a lot of demand anxiety today. I had been very disconnected from my demand anxiety after the stress of nearly entering supporting accommodation, and the results of that – which were very serious and quite triggering, so I will not be detailing that here.

    I was sat in the library, around other people, which in itself helped me enter ‘doing things mode’. Watching others apply themselves seems to help switch me into that mode, much like wearing shoes and proper day clothes is known to help some PDAers. Initially I journalled after thinking ‘I have the freedom to write whatever I choose’ – a similar approach to that taken by Dr Gloria Dura Vila in my assessment.

    I then thought of the question in the title, and started brainstorming anything I’d choose to do if it were possible. My first answer was ‘run away to the arctic’ which wasn’t acheiveable, but did make me feel better. As I wrote more, I generated thoughts that I could act on, such as create a research plan, and write a short story.

    I think this will be really good for times when I’m very bored, but my brain is saying ‘No!’ to everything, or days like today, where I really want to be doing, but everything feels very anxiety inducing. Something about starting with the impossible, and then teasing out the possible really helps, and focusing on free choice is key.

  • Ambitions, are they possible?

    The town I’m currently in had a volunteering festival today. For me to be accepted onto the courses I’m thinking about for post-graduate study, I really need to be doing this sort of thing.

    That said, is it even going to be possible for me to undertake post graduate study?

    I am going to be able to maintain volunteering commitments?

    Will I remain well enough? Will it be too much for a demand? Will it become too difficult to reach locations, given that I can’t drive? Do I remotely have the capacity to do any of this?

    And how do I have a meaningful life if I can’t? How do I avoid sinking into depression and feeling like a failure?

    Sigh. I really hate being disabled sometimes.

  • The demand of wanting to

    As mentioned on pdafae on instagram, I really want to read my Baye’s Theorem book. During the course of my psychosis, I started developing a special interest in perception. I think through the muddling nature of illness, I was reflecting on my past studies and realising that perception was the area I find most fascinating in psychology.

    It’s lasted since I’ve regained touch with reality. A patient was kind enough to purchase me my uni’s perception textbook to cheer me up, and I’ve read most of – that too has become slightly a demand to finish. Baye’s theorem is very relevant to perception, particularly autism and perception as I’ve mentioned before.

    It would do me good to engage in a special interest, but because it is a special interest that I’m really interested by, my PDA is responding to that with a lot of avoidance. I suppose there’s a big sense of “should” and “want”, and I need to find a way to relieve that.

    Something that might work is to just allow myself to ignore it for long enough, because that tends to remind me that I don’t have to engage with something.

    Alternatively, I could try just reading small amounts? I think I need to find a way to be in my flow. I’m really eager to study the signals and perception module at the OU, and that might be because it’s possible it’ll be difficult for me to do so – whereas the books are readily available. Possibly therefore, putting them accessible but out of sight might also help, because it may be that seeing them regularly is increasing the demands.

  • Accommodations I use to cope on wards

    Mental health wards are a difficult environment for Autistic people. Autism is not regarded as being part of mental health, so staff, including the psychiatrists even are not specialists in providing care for this. They have some degree of training, especially now there is the Oliver Mcgowan training required by law.

    So to cope on this ward, I’ve instated a lot of my own accommodations:

    • I have my ear defenders, and my loops to cope with noise levels
    • I have orange glasses, to cope with the bright lighting levels
    • I have a large array of stim toys to help me regulate my nervous system
    • I allow myself to hand flap and fidget
    • I have clothing that refers to neurodivergence, to help me self-advocate and show pride in my neurodivergent identity
    • I have a plastic bracelet, which is green on one side and says “talk to me” but can be flipped to a red side that says “not ok” and “leave me be”
    • I engage in conversation and activities to keep myself from experiencing painful boredom that will make me depressed
    • I try to achieve demand free time, when I can
    • I engage in playing board games with staff, to occupy my mind
    • I engage in special interests, even if that’s just reading autism blogs on instagram
    • I read magazines when my concentration is poor when I am recovering from mania, again to help reduce boredom
    • I take melatonin to help correct my sleep pattern
    • I created a laminated flip chart with the support of staff (i.e. I am not allowed to use their laminator myself!) to help quickly explain PDA to staff members

    These accommodations make my stay just a little more bearable for me. They aren’t a complete fix, but coping here would be so much more difficult without the awareness that I am Autistic, and that these things can benefit me.