I was supposed to get another Autism diagnosis today. My neurologist ordered it to compare it to my original diagnosis nine years ago. Turns out the clinic I went to is tiny, a staff of only three people, the psychologist and the two clinicians. Also turns out that the psychologist is a diagnosed Autistic, one of the clinicians is a diagnosed Autistic, and the other clinician is a suspected Autistic. So what happens when you put four intelligent Autistics in a room together?
Yeah, after the very first test where the psychologist immediately identified that I have Acquired Speech Apraxia which is connected to my cataplexy and catatonia, interesting that no nt doctor was ever able to figure that out, we got a little side tracked. Well that side track turned into nearly eight hours of the most exhilarating and thrilling conversation. A handful of Autistic people talking about the deepest and most profound mysteries of neurology and analyzing to the nth degree and making connections and exploring and understanding concepts with the thrill that only Autistics can have. We were so captivated by our conversation we didn't even realize that nearly eight hours had passed and the bond of friendship that we were able to create in that short time is priceless. We never got around to the rest of the diagnostic testing so we'll try again on Friday! But what a thrill.
They say that we have deficits in communication. Maybe they should watch us talk to each other. That would change their minds.
I also noticed something else that fascinated me. None of us had any issues with eye contact. We talked about this and realized that we only have eye contact issues when talking to nts but we had none when talking to each other when no nts were present. That's something worth looking into.
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"I'm bad and that's good. I'll never be good and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me."
Wreck It Ralph