BubbaHoTep wrote:
Now, the thought of anything bad happening to my son or anyone else's child is horrifying beyond belief. This story just tears me up inside. And knowing that before he died the poor little guy ransacked all the kitchen cabinets he could reach looking for food makes it worse.
Yes.
When I read this news story last night I couldn't even reply. I cried like somebody I knew had died.
When I was living in my own apartment with my toddler, this was one of my fears. Every time I got sick (or bumped my head, or whatever), I would phone a relative and ask that person to call in a few hours and make sure we were okay. It just makes me feel physically awful inside, thinking about that poor baby so hungry and thirsty and dying all alone. The part that makes me want to cry again right now is how he crawled over and lay next to his mommy when he was about to die.
Those of us who have kids should always make sure to have a safety plan to ensure that something like this doesn't happen. It's especially important for those with AS to think about because many of us tend to be fairly isolated. If I were living alone right now and I died in my sleep, I don't think anybody would find me for days or even weeks, because they are used to not hearing from me very often.
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The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them. -Antoine de Saint Exupéry