When I was about eighteen months old, my pediatrician remarked to my parents how unusual it was that I would get anxious and about being placed on the examining table (difficulties with vestibular input.)
Shortly before I turned three, a child a year younger than me pushed me in the library. This threw me off to such an extreme degree that I developed a fear of other children that lasted for several weeks, which involved me having a major tantrum every time other children were in the vicinity.
By the time I started preschool (or nursery school, as they called it back then) I was able to tolerate being around other children, but I would still withdraw from the group, and avoid interaction with the other children. I also tended to space out and not follow through on instructions given, and I demonstrated delays with various fine and gross motor skills. When my parents took me to be evaluated by a psychologist following my preschool teacher's recommendation, the psychologist reported that my evaluation results were "erratic." Apparently, I struggled with some simple tasks, and easily accomplished some more complex tasks. I scored significantly above age level in some areas, and significantly below age level in others. As my mother later related to me, the psychologist didn't seem to know what to make of me.
This was the early to mid 1980s, and I'm a female who presented with advanced verbal skills. Thus, ASD was never considered as a possibility.
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