This should not have needed to be written. I’m sorry I can’t do a better job on this, Katie, but I am having a real hard time with this. I keep thinking about myself at your age and my beautiful little Aspie Boy who is only a year and a half older than you. Ballastexistenz has done a good job for you today, so has Kristina and Kevin and a whole bunch of people at the Autism Hub. [update: Autism Diva has penned a must read.]
For those of you that don’t know, Katherine McCarron was an autistic three year old girl. Not much more than a toddler, really. Her mother was a medical doctor (a pathologist), but she took a plastic bag and suffocated Katherine with it. Her last few minutes must have been terrifying. I really can’t imagine.
Friends of Katherine’s mom say that she spent time helping other people in online forums. As far as Katie was concerned, it seems she was involved with the so-called ‘treatment’ option. Which, to my mind, means that she thought Katherine could be ‘fixed’, that something in Katherine was ‘broken.’ And I guess when she realized that the treatments and cures would not help, she took her own action. I’m tempted to call it her ‘final solution.’ I guess I just did. I don’t think that term is inappropriate here because I think a lot of people would like for us to go away.
I am sorry I will never get to know you or see you play with my little boy. I think the two of you would have had fun together. I am sorry I could not have helped, Katie.
I will give my little Aspie Boy an extra couple of dozen hugs tonight when I see him again. This will bug him a bit because he gets annoyed if he gets touched too much. He will ask me, “Daddy, why are you hugging me?”
And I will say, “Because I can.”