You might remember that, a few weeks back, I wrote a post called Creating a Support Network. I had written down all the tasks that I needed help doing, and Bob and I were going to cobble together a list of people who could help me do them. Over the course of the month, however, we’ve realized that while we can enlist the help of others for regular, practical tasks (such as housecleaning and carpooling), we’re going to have difficulty finding help for other, less predictable tasks:

• If a task involves advocacy, finding someone is next to impossible; we live in a rural area, and the chances of finding someone sufficiently knowledgeable about adult autism are slim.
  
• If a task needs doing only once in a while, it will be very hard to find someone to be “on call” to do it.

So, we’ve shifted gears. We have someone cleaning our house once a week, and Bob is going to take care of making sure that the carpooling goes smoothly until Ashlynne gets her license. As for the rest of the tasks, I am experimenting with ways to do them comfortably, and if I can’t find a way, the task will have to go away.

Our Strategy List
Here’s how our strategy list looked as of Sunday night:

Resolved issues

1. Housecleaning.
2. Understanding home and non-profit financials.
3. Food shopping: Rachel shops at the co-op once a week for herself and Ashlynne.
4. Banking: Rachel has begun the process of transferring funds to our local bank.

Tasks for Rachel to try on her own (limiting each attempt to one per day)

1. Going to the therapist’s office.
2. Going to the stationary store, art supplies store, and other relatively quiet places to do errands.
3. Making deposits at the bank.
4. Bringing envelopes or parcels to the post office.
5. Picking up prescriptions and other items at the pharmacy.
6. Moving more funds to our local bank.
7. Finding out what tasks she can do online.

Issues that Bob will work to resolve

1.   Getting Ashlynne where she needs to go until she gets her license.
2.   Finding people in his network of friends to pick up prescriptions, drive, or do other “spur-of-the-moment” tasks when he is ill.
3.   Making an appointment with an attorney to create Advance Directives for Healthcare for both of us.

Issues on which we will improvise

1. Cooking meals. Bob does not mind cooking meals when he is well. For times that he is ill or out of town, we will begin to create an emergency cupboard of canned soup, macaroni and cheese, herbal tea, over-the-counter medication, and other items that will allow Rachel to make simple meals and have symptom-relief medicines available.

2. Accompanying Rachel to doctor or hospital appointments and advocating for her. No one other than Bob knows Rachel’s autism well enough to be a proper advocate. When Bob can be there, he will. When he can’t, Rachel will write a letter to the doctor or hospital ahead of time, stating her needs as an autistic patient (a quiet room in which to wait, sensitivity regarding sensory issues, and so on).

3. Making telephone calls. Bob will make these when he can. When he is not available, Rachel will make them only if necessary, and only so long as she gives herself sufficient time to prepare and to recover.

Adaptive Measures
I now have three—yes, three!—Peltor noise-reduction headsets:

• My original Peltor Optime 101 headset, with a Noise Reduction Rating of 27. I use this one at home when loud noises are coming in from the outside world.
• My new Peltor Optime PTL (Push to Listen) headset, with a Noise Reduction Rating of 25. I use this one for working at the thrift store.
• My even newer Peltor Ultimate 10 headset, in blue, with a Noise Reduction Rating of 30 (the highest for a Peltor headset, as far as I know). I use this one for walks and errands in the outside world.

I also have a number of “I can’t hear you” cards in my purse, explaining why I’m wearing a big headset, why I’m in the store (or bank or post office), and how I intend to pay for everything. If I’m going to become more self-sufficient, I’m going to have to continue my strategy of encountering the outside world as though I am deaf and mute.

I gotta tell ya, I’m lovin’ every minute of it. Well, almost.

People Have to Listen to Loud Music in a Pharmacy WHY?
Yesterday, I decided to try going to the local pharmacy and buying some supplies for our “emergency cupboard.” I knew that I might encounter an itty-bitty problem with LOUD MUSIC THERE, SO I WORE MY PELTOR ULTIMATE 10 HEADSET.

This pharmacy is unlike any that I have ever encountered. The number of employees and pharmacists present at any given time is almost always higher than the number of actual customers in the store. Most of the employees are behind a series of counters at the back, and they spend a great deal of their time on the telephone, taking orders for prescriptions. They all sit, stand, and move around in very close proximity to one another, all talking at the same time, all talking rather loudly, and all listening to very loud rock ‘n roll. The truly amazing thing about the people, though, is that when you come up to the counter, they are very focused, very friendly, and very helpful. Whenever I’ve gone there to fill a prescription, I’ve been so entranced by the mystery of how these people can actually work under these conditions and enjoy themselves that I forget what’s happening to my senses until I get home and stagger in the door.

So, when I set out yesterday afternoon, I knew my adventure might not last long, and as you might have surmised, it didn’t. The walk was wonderful. I could hear very little of what was going on around me. Then, I walked into the pharmacy. I was there for about five minutes, and I had put about five items into my basket, when I couldn’t stand hearing the music anymore. I felt as though someone were screaming right into my ear. Even with my headset, I felt like I was being assaulted by sound. I simply couldn’t concentrate. I finally just put my basket down and went home.

Once I had recovered from the fiasco at the pharmacy, I decided to order all the items online. I found a site that offers free delivery if your order is over a certain amount, and I got everything on my list. Then, I called my insurance company (yes, myself!) and arranged to have my regular prescriptions mailed to my house. If I need some other prescription once in a while, my husband, or my daughter, or a neighbor, or some other nice person will go and get it for me.

One task resolved. Onto the next one!

© 2009 by Rachel Cohen-Rottenberg