Part 111 ~ The Adventures of King Ben & Zeus the Big Dumb Dog

If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.

We kept to the new routine last night… Ben decided to do things his way. First med, food, bath and the rest of the night meds were all on schedule. Ben didn’t want the dinosaur nuggets and after his bath he wanted to go right to bed… at 6:20. Thank goodness Younger was here for Kris Cornsnake’s injection. I went ahead and tucked Ben in, then drove Older to work.

Got back home and all was quiet. Younger said that both Ben and Zeus had been quiet, and by the way, she ate the Kit Kat in the fridge. Luckily Ben is still on Hershey Bars, so no biggie. We chatted for a while then she went home. Then I ate and waited for sunset.

It’s weird… the pictures where the sky looks pink, to my eyes it looked a very light lemon yellow. The pink is pretty, I just wonder why the camera sees the color different from me.

The moon didn’t come up until after 10:30, so no moon pictures today. I was unfortunately awake, but trying to sleep. I took my pill around 10:00, but the sleepies evaded me. Plus, Diesel Cat was running back and forth from the side door to the window, and the reverse, (both open, he was inside and outside) using my body as a Spring Board for his jumps. Not only did that hurt and annoy me, it annoyed Sophie Cat who hissed, growled and dug her claws into me. I wanted to send them both to Abu Dhabi.

The yelling run-by was just before 6am. Ben was feeling the ADHD this morning. He was pacing and bouncing all over the place. Meds at 6:45 and uncovering Sven.

So sad with his face mooshed up against the glass.

At 7:15 we left to pick up Daughter from work and we were back home by 7:35. Dogzilla had used that time to cause destruction. Poor, poor pupper… all alone for twenty whole minutes. After we fought our way past the whining wiggle-jiggles, I cleaned up his mess and told him he was naughty and a nuisance and very lucky that I loved him.

Ben settled on the couch, Daughter went to her room, and I put some cabbage and a grasshopper on Sven’s plate because he moved again.

The cabbage has gone a little yellow, the arugula had to be tossed and the only other greens we currently have is frozen spinach leaves. No point keeping greens if he isn’t eating them. Regular lettuce isn’t good for him.

A few minutes later I looked up and Sven had moved again

“Barely acceptable. Do better next time!”

When I looked again he was gone… oh, there he is…

Ben was eating Cheeto poofs and watching his tablet, scripting and grunting and generally being Ben while I was playing paparazzi with Sven. Zeus did his impersonation of a Speed Bump.

I took morphine when I first got up because my hips were really aching for whatever reason. By 9:45 I was ready to take more, especially since I had hours of Living Room Duty ahead.

Ben and I just hung out. We did some Arts and Crafts, we had some snacks, I lined up the dominoes so he could knock them down… just chillin’. The med alarms were the only things that really marked the time.

At 2:00 Daughter came to take over Living Room Duty. She has work again tonight and then one night off. Her schedule is really weird this month because they didn’t explain the system for requesting days to her, so she basically got whatever was left. She’s also lowest seniority so she gets what she gets. Anyway, Zeus and I headed to my room to stretch out on the bed… Horizontal Time.

Ben stayed in the living room, he was doing the chalk thang. He did periodically come into my room. Once to ask for my tablet, another time just because, I guess. Around 4:30 his ADHD was getting the better of him. It seems to happen every late afternoon/early evening. He needs to burn off the energy and he wants to be very physical about it. Today he decided to go on a box stabbing spree.

In our cramped indoor space it’s a little upsetting and makes me anxious. The violence of the stabbing and the grunts and other sounds… they’re NOT Happy Noises. My brain knows it’s just role playing and the boxes are a good choice of objects, but it’s still difficult. As long as Daughter and I don’t react negatively, he seems to work it out of his system and move on. It can be a tense time until he works it out.

The stabbing spree was only about twenty minutes, then he came to relax in my room with my tablet. We are entering the evening countdown. Daughter has work tonight. Time for me to concentrate on keeping things peaceful until I get Daughter dropped off at work and home with Ben.

Thank you for hanging out with us today. It was a pretty mellow day. Ben’s ADHD got the better of him a few times but it wasn’t extreme. Sven deciding to eat was a surprise. Maybe he’s going to stop the brumating and go back to judging us, that would be nice. I never know what’s going happen at Casa Cuckoo, it’s as much a surprise to me as it is to you. Come on back tomorrow for more Adventures, or surprises or who knows what.

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HUGS!

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16 thoughts on “Part 111 ~ The Adventures of King Ben & Zeus the Big Dumb Dog

  1. It’s really unfortunate that Ben’s condition doesn’t allow for outdoor activity like walking. I bet Zeus would love that too. An evening walk before bedtime. But I understand how that is not possible, as you had explained before.

    If I was near you I’d come by and walk your dog, to give him some burning energy time! Oh, and Sven looks grumpy. ๐Ÿ™‚

    I may have missed the original post about the chalk. What does he do with that?

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  2. I hope your hips are feeling a little better. โœจ
    My phone does that too with the colors. I keep taking more and more pictures trying to get the colors I see and the phone just wonโ€™t cooperate ๐Ÿ˜œ. Safe travels and Happy sunset watching ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ’

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    1. Part of it is his ADHD, part of it is normal, almost 12 years old (๐Ÿ˜ฑ) kid, and part of it is the autism. He needs to throw his body onto or into things. Some autistic people feel disconnected from their bodies and need deep or heavy touch to feel reconnected.

      Whatever causes him to need to do the things he does, I’m sure it feels better after. Like scratching that itch you couldn’t reach.๐Ÿ˜‰
      Sleep well, sweet dreams๐Ÿค—๐Ÿฅฐ

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    1. Yeah, I’d much rather deal with little bits here and there than a major meltdown. Meltdowns are heartbreaking, frustrating and increasingly dangerous.
      I’ll take care of me if you take care of you!๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ’Œ

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  3. Grumpy dragon and hop a lot Ben – but, overall, I guess that’s not a bad day! I hope your hips feel better and you can get all the aches out somehow. And I hope you guys have a great day today!

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    1. First my back, then my hips… getting older sucks!๐Ÿ˜” And I keep forgetting that I’m disabled with a chronic pain condition ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ Life is too busy to think about things like that๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
      So far, its good today. Of course it’s only 9am so ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿ˜‰ Daughter is off work tonight so that’s one less stress.
      I hope you guys have a great day too!๐ŸŒž

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  4. Getting older completely sucks. It’s just amazing how quickly one’s body turns into a crotchety mess of disagreement. I mean, I basically did all the right things in my younger decades, exercising and eating right and being nice to people in general. You would think I should have earned a buttload of karma points, body-wise, but nope, things are breaking down left and right.

    Sigh.

    But at least you shared the “Wonderwall” video. I think we’ve discussed such, not sure (because my memory is ALSO bucking me), but that’s one of my fave tunes. So it’s all good in the end… ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    1. Yes, I thought of you when I put it up. I do secret dedications. No one knows except me that it’s a dedication ๐Ÿ˜‰
      I never know if people want me to put them on blast or not, so I err on the side of caution.๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ
      Fibromyalgia is a weird thing. Pain in different places for no discernible reason. Sometimes its entertaining though… like when I get a muscle twitch in my leg for no reason… I just watch it jumping around. Better than Hocus Pocus for 6384th time.

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    1. Thank you! I’m used to being a hermit. I prefer it. I think Ben would like to get out and socialize with some other kids. He doesnt talk about the kids in his class or his teachers and therapists, but he doesn’t talk about much except his current “thing”.๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’Œ

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