A few weeks ago, I walked a bicycle into a bicycle sales, supply and repair shop. As I told the people there, I had a bicycle that had not been ridden for at least five, and possibly ten years. I, myself, have not been on a bicycle for at least five, and probably closer to ten years. I wanted to know if the bicycle had a future, after which I ( Read more... )

One working definition of adulthood, for me, is that no one can make me watch fireworks for the Fourth of July anymore ( Read more... )

Over the past year or so, my family has been making some difficult medical decisions. My mother has been doing much of the deciding, on behalf of an elderly relative who has had decreasing ability to participate in making informed decisions ( Read more... )

My prior Blogging Against Disablism Day posts are (2006), (2007) (2008) , (2009), (2010), (2011), (2012), (2013) and (2014)Happy 10th Anniversary to Blogging Against Ablism! I'm proud to be participating for my 10h consecutive year. And sad that we need to at all ( Read more... )

Darmok and the Developmental Pediatrician at Tenagra ( Read more... )

I’ve been thinking a lot about autism and about acceptance, lately. In April, the neurodiversity activist’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of acceptance. Sorry, Tennyson. And with “acceptance,” I’ve free-associated into a place I don’t usually go, a prayer. It’s commonly associated with AA and attributed to Reinhold Niebuhr ( Read more... )

A couple of years ago, I presented an article for our department Journal Club about social skills training for autistic adults. It was a reasonable article and study, as these things go, full of the usual neurotypical centrism such as expecting social skills training to change parent/caregiver measures of autistic traits. It did include some self ( Read more... )

“Label your cans, not your kids ( Read more... )

I am moving in approximately 7 weeks ( Read more... )

Some might call it indecision paralysis. I might be one of those some ( Read more... )