Yesterday Edward and I both had the day completely off. He wasn’t working at Walmart and we had finished up the last of the transcription work mom had sent us and she won’t have more for us until after the weekend so we slept in a bit and relaxed for the early morning. We had decided a few days before that we were going to do our best to get the typing out of the way so that we had the weekend off from it. He still had to work today and tomorrow at Walmart but it gave us all day yesterday to do what we want. So we did.
I have been working a lot lately. Typing pretty much from the time I get up until an hour or two before bed. It’s tiring but we really needed to get the stuff out to the client. Mom, Edward and I have all been working on it. I enjoy typing but I find after a while of staring at the screen, listening to what they say and trying to get it all down, my mind is mush. My productivity really suffers and likely my quality as well. Mom proofs everything so I know she’ll catch any mistakes but still. I need to take more short breaks.
I was woken up on Saturday morning by a phone call at not quite 8 a.m. by my younger brother Denton. He really has no concept of time and wanted to tell me his good news. Apparently the day before when he was at his physiatrists office he finally after almost 25 years got a diagnosis. He’s on the Autism Spectrum. He was given an official Autism Spectrum Disorder diagnosis which we have been seeking out since he was about 3. The doctors suspected but for some reason would not settle on the diagnosis.
This was not really news to me. My parents, our family, my husband and I all suspected he was. We have other family members on the spectrum. I have a cousin with 5 kids under 10 and of them, 4 are somewhere on the Autism Spectrum. The father (my cousin) of the children has never been diagnosed himself but we all suspected as well and he was diagnosed with ADHD the same as my brother when he was younger. My Aunt was head of the Autism Society in Nova Scotia for a number of years. So we are very aware of Autism.
I have to admit I was starting to get a little stressed out and frustrated about our finances. Both of us leaving our full-time jobs in the city, packing up and moving halfway across the province was starting to seem like a bit of a bad move financially for us. Even though we did it to eventually get financially ahead. I left a good paying job with good benefits to working full-time for myself and my mom transcribing court cases. I am essentially self-employed now and it is piece work basically. Which means losing our health and other benefits the bank provided and now having to consider paying for them on our own.
We depleted all our savings, maxed out our one credit card in the hopes of a better life, a life with less stress, more fresh air, more sunshine and a simpler life. When we left the city initially Eddie also had a job to go to. It didn’t work out. He got a part-time job which he loves but we were struggling. Then we realized he was a good typist and good at transcribing. Just as good as I am pretty much. That helped a little. My parents own our house that we are living in, have no mortgage and want very little for it all inclusive and didn’t mind that we would need a few months to get to the point that we paid what they were asking for. So we paid as much as we could making sure we paid at least the utilities. And continued to work as hard we can.
We had our first little geocaching adventure today! I just needed to get out. Still coughing or not I didn’t particularly care. I bundled up warm, took my inhalers, diabetes supplies, water, food and our geocaching kit we put together and went. Initially, we were actually going to drive this afternoon to Berwick (about an hour away) to get me checked out at the walk-in clinic there but my voice and cough have started to improve so we figured we’d give it another day or two and see how I feel on the weekend.
I just really needed to get out. 3 weeks of only leaving the house once or twice (to go to the hospital) and weeks before of rarely leaving have gotten to me and I’m really shack wacky to say the least! So I convinced Edward to go get some gas and pick up a few things at the dollar store, put together a little kit and some supplies and we headed out for a few hours. I’m pretty sure the fresh air did me some good!