MELTDOWN JOURNEY

Hello again, this blog post is trying to explain what it feels like to witness & care for my daughter when she is experiencing  one of her many sensory overload meltdowns.

She has one last night just before bedtime, which was not as bad as some of them recently, but it lasted over over an hour finally getting to sleep at 2 am.

This one was a build up from the days events, shopping in town for a few hours with myself & her sister. It wasn't over busy just very noisy with it still being the easter holidays. 

Her evening was then spent on the computer producing a brilliant graphic edit of "My Little Pony" set to her choice of music. Then reading three of her posts to me before bed.

The meltdown started as we were going up the stairs. It reminded me of a surge in the power & then sometimes a fuse blowing which needs to be reset to function again. 

Her creativity shines like a lightbulb, lighting the room so brightly with her intense focus & knowledge of her special interests. But managing this & finding a balance to help regulate her electric moods is very tricky, although we are learning to indentify her triggers & trying to work with them to support her through these very painful times.

I wrote a poem early this morning to try & help myself understand what feelings race through my own head, when I am caring for her during these hours of darkness.

ELECTRIC MOODS

 She's like a dimmer switch.... on full beam offering the brightest light, almost hurting your eyes with sheer brilliance,

 Uninterested means.... the dimmer switch is hard to locate. Stumbling through the dark to find the switch. Mood is dimmed & it is really hard to see.

Meltdown....an overloaded fuse connection has blown, causing an unexpected shutdown in all power.

Reset button....2 hours of semi-darkness, functioning only by a flickering candle light.

Repair....time to investigate the cause. Trust all power will resume. Praying a glimmer of light will show itself soon?

Thankful.... no more bumping into walls. No more feeling terrified. Pain reduced. Panic begins to subside.

Light switches back on....believe miracles do happen. Avoid all things that could have caused the power to blow. Learn for the next time. 

Love....candlelight brought peace & hope. It offered help until all can could be calm again.

Prepared....spare candles ready for the next time. There will be a next time, but no one knows when?

Electric moods....watching for the flickering to begin again, ready for emergency plans to swing into action again.

Thank you for reading my post today.

Until next time, take care.

xx 

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