Cures? Weds 19th March 2014

By | March 19, 2014

I watched a programme on Channel 4 last night, that of an undercover doctor undergoing “cures” and therapies designed to rid an individual of homosexuality. Daily Mail article here.

The doctor went through some really quite awful therapies to demonstrate how Society used to – and still does in some areas – want to rid itself of those people’s behaviours it deemed as not quite right.

Thank goodness attitudes have changed.

The programme reminded me of something my Grandpa told me. He was left-handed (as am I, as are both T and D) and was forcibly made to write with his right hand as a child, with his left hand strapped to his side and he would be beaten with a cane if he used his left hand. As a consequence he became ambidextrous.

I can’t imagine that happening these days but it’s always noticed if I have to sign something in a shop, that I’m left-handed. When I mention that 2 out of 3 of my children are too, it’s more cause for comment. Strange, isn’t it.

The programme also reminded me of when I’d left school and prior to getting a permanent job was temping. One of my assignments was in the office at an institution. There were people in there with a variety of both physical and mental disabilities. I never felt scared, just sad for them and empathetic. It makes me extremely grateful that my children were born when they were and not a generation previously.

It’s made me think today about the companies who say that they can “cure” autism.

I believe autism is caused by genetics. There may be an environmental element but, for me, it’s genetics. The balls metaphorically juggled and produced T and D and I wouldn’t be without either of them. They are both developing coping mechanisms in order to deal with the hustle and bustle of Society, some mechanisms work better than others, some will take years to develop, some may never be developed.

But will they be cured? No, because there isn’t a cure for Autism. It’s how they are, how they were made, I’m proud of them both.

I’ve got a bit off track this evening because they’ve both had good days. For the first time in ages, I had a run-up, a “Mumma!” and a rib-crushing hug from a smiling D, it’s when that happens that I realise how long it’s been since the last one.

T was a happy chappie too, his last lesson at school was about the Solar System and UFOs and he was absolutely full of chat about what he’d been told. It was nice to see him enthusiastic about another topic to football!

So, a good day, I hope everyone’s day has gone well, comments/RTs/shares as ever welcomed, thanks for reading Jx


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