Joyful, I sincerely can't thank you enough. The DLPA and the MSM (I found some yesterday at Walmart) are working wonders, more than the pain relievers, which I'm still taking, cause it can't hurt.
I don't know how much of a mood elevator the DLPA is being for me, cause twice this morning I was going to have to cut a bitch. We went up to the university hospital to get my brother's staples out of the back of his head, and there's a diner nearby, so we stopped in to grab some breakfast. In the booth next to us were a group of college girls, heavily pierced and tattooed. And they had to stare at my brother, who wasn't bothering anyone, and giggle at every little noise he made. My brother doesn't like to be stared at, but he was in a good mood, so he didn't act out or anything. Both me and my mom said, not so quietly, how rude and disrespectful it was that they were staring at him. Didn't stop them until they got their food. Then my brother had to go to the bathroom, so my mom took him and one of the girls turned around and said to me, "Are you over it yet?" My fingers curled around the butterknife in my hand, but I didn't acknowledge what she said beyond that, cause I would have removed several of her piercings with the butterknife. As we got up to leave, my brother farted while he stood next to their table. Unintentional, but my brother's farts are like tear gas.
Then, we take him to Walmart, which is our usual Sunday routine, to go grocery shopping, and he was acting out because we didn't go our usual route around the store. My mom and I were trying to calm him down, because he was pounding his fists on the side of the cart and being loud, and my mom was being loud and stern with him back, and some random lady walking past goes, "Why do we need to yell in the store?" and I turned around and shouted back, "Cause it's a free goddamn country, lady." Fucking hate people. Sometimes I think we need to tattoo "Autism" on my brother's forehead, but we shouldn't have to. My mom wants to go on vistaprint.com and get business cards that say, "Your staring doesn't offend us, but your ignorance does" with a link to Autism Speaks or something.
People are fuckin' assholes.