Sensory Processing Disorder: Unless you live it, you probably won’t get it



This morning was the stuff of nightmares. It’s picture day at school, and both Elliott and Emmett are dressed up, looking quite spiffy. Both were excited about pictures and very much looking forward to going to school.

Then it became time for shoes and socks.

Emmett went into it with a fantastic can-do attitude, as did Lizze and I. Unfortunately, all the great attitude, positive thoughts and hopeful outlooks in the world, can’t seem to counter the nightmare that is sensory processing disorder.

We worked with Emmett for almost one hour and forty-five minutes but were unable to work through it.

Emmett kept wanting to try different options, but even flip-flops were feeling too funny to tolerate.

Poor Emmett was so upset that he was going to miss pictures and there was absolutely no workable solution.

Poor Elliott was so upset because of how upset Emmett was; he made himself physically ill.

Elliott’s anxiety was through the roof, and Emmett was hysterical. Lizze and I decided to throw in the towel and write the day off. That decision didn’t come easy, but we were neck deep in the worst morning I can remember having in a very long time and didn’t know what else to do.

I’m not gonna lie, Lizze and I were spent. By the time we reached our decision to write off the day, we were in survival mode.
The only thing I can say is that unless you’re dealing with this level of sensory processing disorder, you can’t understand how hard it is for the entire family, let alone the person dealing with it first hand.  

Please don’t take any offense to that because it’s not meant to be taken as such. It’s just very difficult to truly grasp how disruptive and impossibly complex this comorbid cousin of Autism can be unless you’re in the trenches.

There is no part of me that wants to keep Emmett home from school because of his shoes and socks, but there is truly no other option. We do so out of compassion.

We are approaching this from both an occupational therapy and a psychological angle. At this point in time, we have found nothing that works and have tried everything that we can. Even our specialists are stumped.

I know how hard as it is to accept that there’s nothing else that we can do, especially from the outside looking in, but there’s truly nothing else that we can do.

This doesn’t mean we’re giving up, though. We’re always looking for new ideas and recycling old ideas that didn’t work before.

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Peter

I’ve never heard of this disorder but it makes sense. Sounds like a very challenging thing to deal with – kudos to you both for coping so well.

A perhaps silly question but perhaps slightly on point,

My 7.5 year old has a thing about touching or using metal eating implements, he says he doesn’t like the feel of the metal in his hands, we have to either use plastic or wooden handled implements or wrap the metal in paper for him to use it. We’ve tried warming up the handles, we have tried cooling them, nothing works. We have a similar issue with the zips on jeans and trousers and metal studs on jeans.

It’s by no means as extreme as what you guys are experiencing but still difficult to cope with.

Suzanne Olsen

I get this. It’s a texture problem. Unfortunately it means dressing in clothing that might irritate your kids.
I’m somebody who hates putting suncream on myself. But i do it regardless because i have pale skin.

Robin Oxfeld

you did the right thing. You both tried your best to work through it but at the end keeping them home was the only option.

Robin Oxfeld

you did the right thing. You both tried your best to work through it but at the end keeping them home was the only option.

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