Not for bad reasons. Mostly just checking in and reading here and there. It's like a blast from the past reading all of the different General forum stories. My difficult child isn't much of a difficult child anymore. She's turning into a sweet young lady. Still has problems making real friends but that's pretty normal for the junior high kids especially girls. There's nothing more evil than a group of 7th grade girls. She no longer tantrums, rages, or any of that. It's so peaceful in our house now. I remembered you guys after I met my new neighbor this week. I feel so bad for her. She has a 3 yr old autistic son. And boy is he a mess. Constant screaming, tantruming, raging over anything that isn't what he wants. He can't talk yet, makes no noises even remotely like he's trying. Although I've noticed with a few things he makes the same noise when he sees or wants them. Do do is dog I think. His poor mom looks beat down. She kept saying, "You are almost done now, look at me, he's 3". I remember looking at Fran and saying the same thing when my difficult child was 3. Back when she had been kicked out of her 6th day care program. I think she has haphazzardly read things here and there but has not come anywhere near a plan to help him. I threw out a few suggestions like keeping a rigid schedule which helped my difficult child immensely at that age. She thinks this is all an allergy to everyything in the world. She freaked when she came in my house and saw that I have dogs. I put them outside but the kid didn't sneeze once so he's not allergic. I think she must have read about food allergies possibly causing autism and took it to a new level. I asked her if he was seen by an allergist and yes, he was but they found nothing he was allergic to. So she has decided it's not nothing he's allergic to, it's everything he's allergic to I just bit my tongue. No point. This mom is in diar need of help at home with him. Part of me wants to help but part of me wants to run for the hills. The flashbacks of what i went through gave me PTSD I think. But I just feel for this poor woman. And her son too, he doesn't know why everything is different or that he is different. Just had to pop in and let you guys know that I do still think about you. Keep meaning to pop in more but I've been so busy. My doctor took me off work last September. I'm going on LTD now and soon SSDI for the neurological disease, RSD. It's nice being home with Sabrina but I crave brain stimulation. I loved my job. It still tears me up losing it. I haven't lost it yet. Still legally employed. I started an online message board support group for people with RSD. Also just started last week a radio show for the same type of people but it is expaned to have doctors, therapists, experts, etc speak to everyone. Last week we had almost a hundred listeners. This week will be way more than that. It's also geared toward chronic pain. So any of you with chronic pain that might be interested, just shoot me an email. I'm making custom made "RSD Helpers" for people like me. I make custom mittens for people who have problems in their hands or booties for their feet, or knees. All kinds of microwavable stuff for moist heat. A little of everything. I'm still painting. Still dating Andrew. It's been almost 5 yrs now. How have all my old buddies been?