You Can't Do That On Television

V and V: The Final Battle. The old tv movies and series was fantastic. I was watching it on Syfy. It brought back a lot of memories. I remember when it first came out. Dang, I’m no spring chicken anymore. What the heck? Where does all that time go? When it was first on, I was a kid. I never thought about what life would be like in 2011. I had always expected that Christ would return by 2000. Well, hey, I was a kid then. It’s funny, I’ve been seeing a lot of things that I watched when I was younger. Many of them were shows on Nickelodeon. What I like is that Nicky gets to see them now. He LOVES “You Can’t Do That On Television”. That was the birth of green slime being poured on a person’s head. If you said, “I don’t know.” The slime would get dumped on his or her head.

One thing I learned was that kids with autism can find some of Sid and Marty Kroftt’s characters rather frightening. A few of them scared Nicky. Poor kid was afraid I’d be mad. He can’t help it if something frightens him. He’s also scared of clowns.

I know a lot of people who are afraid of clowns, many because of Poltergeist. They never bothered me.
I hate when Nicky worries that I will be mad at him for something. I rarely get mad at him, but it’s thanks to those nit wits at the other company I went through for respite. Many of the people who worked with him, treated him poorly. I can’t dwell too heavily on that because I will get angry again. Some of the things done to my child were close to… No, they were UNforgivable. That’s why I can’t think too long about it. As a parent, when you place your child in the hands of another, you expect that your child will be safe, and when something horrible happens, you end up with issues. He has issues because of it. Of course I am going to. I’m going to be mighty pissed off about it.

Mom is already moved into apartment four and she’s already getting settled in. She’s the only person I know that can move in a day. I wish I had her organizational skills. I bet she wishes I did, too. Much as I love my peanut, anytime I start to organize, Nicky decides to unorganize it. He can mess a room rapidly, and then he will blame ME if he loses something. Go figure. Is it a boy thing or boy with autism thing? I love him so much, but sometimes he can really frustrate me, especially when he gets angry at me. I do have to admit, I am really good at defusing his anger though. He isn’t mean at heart, though once in awhile, he will make a really cruel remark. It’s one of those things that will take a person aback because it’s so unlike him, and it will be so mean. After he says it, and he gets questioned, he usually bursts into tears. He doesn’t always know why he does it either.

I need to get some sleep. I was hesitant because when I tried to swallow some generic benedryl earlier, it caught in my throat, scraped it up, and I choked. I’m coughing up a little blood and some remaining granules of the dissolved tablets. I just hope I don’t end up with strep now. I’m prone to infections anyway because I’m diabetic, I’ve also cut the back of my throat before and ended up sick. I’m just grateful Mom was here when I choked. Had I been alone, it would have been more terrifying. I’m just hoping I can take my bedtime medication without a problem.