Drug Study Update May, 8

I witnessed something new yesterday. TsukiMoon talked to another kid!  The exclamation point is a bit tongue-in-cheek. I mean he talks to kids he knows for years but the was kid from another classroom that I have been told, "I don't like him."

TsukiMoon takes a swim class every Saturday. Two Saturday's ago someone had an epileptic fit in the pool.  It was closed until the emergency was over.  All the kids there for lessons or team practice had to hang out in the locker room until it reopened.  This other kid happened to be there. My husband was surprised because TsukiMoon said "hi" to him (effects of vasopressin?).

After school yesterday we ran into A's mom and him.  I asked T ( A's mom) what they were doing this summer.  The two of us talked until TsukiMoon broke in to the conversation about all the things he wants to do over the summer.  (The medicine doesn't seem to help with interruption.)  The conversation went from the mothers talking to the kids talking about swimming and the person who had a seizure in the pool.  I was stunned when our son offered up his hand in 'high-five' to A about how great the swimming was, both for the interaction and because of the camaraderie over sport.

The conversation degraded to typical boy stuff like fat people in the pool or people in the locker room not wearing a towel. It was all giggles.  The talk lasted until it was so inappropriate that the mothers decieded it was time to go, but the talk was long and joyful. It was a shocker to see. 

Today is the last week of testing at school.  TsukiMoon wore button-down shirt like the previous three days of test and insisted we got to school 7:00, it starts at 8:05. Today he raced out of the house saying, "I have to help Ms. M set up the classroom!  We got to go!  Come on Mom!"  The three previous days because we're at school so early the teacher kindly asks TsukiMoon if he would like to help prep the room for the test. The two of them go off and get the laptops which the tests are taken on together.  He puts down all the chairs of each students desk and sets out the headphones.  This is important is because since TsukiMoon was a young child, 2 years old, he has been unwilling to help in most work. Today he rushed us out of the house because he wanted to help.  That's new. 

There is no question to me that  vasopressin helps not only with TsukiMoon's anxiety but a willingness to interact with others. Nice.