Huh? Ey, shake? what do you mean.
I'm no great chemist, like I say. Far from it. Goings on in the nervous system, blood, liver etc though, or rare/unusual diseases, and I am your guy. I would say yes, my autie traits would be obvious, at least, if anybody wasn't either blind or totally ratarsed (or of course, both of the above)
The sensory overload stuff is about the only downside to it, although it does come with wierd ass sleeping habits, my circadian rythm displays all the stability and predictability of a schizophrenic on a ket binge. There are a few things which I just can't stand though. I can't eat veg, the textures, smells and tastes would make me throw it up as soon as it went in, if it ever got to the point of swallowing, or for that matter, past my nose. And I cannot abide the texture of a lot of wooden stuff, wooden kitchen implements, spoons, rolling pins etc, no chance, somebody else can use them, I won't. Same with those AWFUL bloody ice lolly sticks...uggh, goes right through me.
Funny enough, my GF shares those last two, wooden kitchen implements and lolly sticks. Shes classic autie also, not HFA, but at the same time..kanners...hm, not exactly, at least, I am not sure if she would or wouldn't describe herself as such, but definately very pronouncedly autistic (and oh damn does that make her ever the hotter...You just can't beat autistic women as far as relationships go, I myself don't consider relationships with anybody who isn't, it wouldn't be fair on the other party, even if I did find NTs attractive sexually, which I don't. I would be taking advantage of their situation)
I spin round, flap, rock back and forth etc, and for some odd reason people seem to need a thesaurus and/or dictionary, and occasionally at least a moderate grasp of archaic spoken english dialect to understand all but the most simple of conversations/commands (E.g...'double cheeseburger please, no veg')
And of course, would far rather spend my time in a shed full of awful smelling fumes, doing something interesting, than sit on my arse and watch the idiot box or go out shopping, or worse..playing sport (only sports I have ever enjoyed are scuba diving and martial arts)
As for the average person in the street...well thats debatable, I don't tend to have anything to do with the average person in the street, or in fact, the average person anywhere, the AVERAGE human, appears to be in their most natural environment wearing a fleece, and making 'baaaaahhhh' noises, whilst parroting one noxious, vapid, hollow party line or another as one step below the literal word of the almighty. People like that, I wouldn't deign to piss upon if their spleens were ablaze.
Of course there are many good people out there too, those who aren't sheeple, and who have a brain worth interacting with. Sadly though, those I see most often on the street, are little more than animals, no, on second thoughts, they aren't that, no, as animals do not behave the way such vermin does, and when they do act in what humans consider an unsavoury way, it isn't out of glorifying in stupidity and brutality.
So to answer that...maybe, depends who really, plenty of them round here wouldn't know their arse from their elbow, let alone what/who I am, if they were given a map, with lots of pictures, all made out in small words, written in 18-point font.
Aside from the overload stuff, which is downright obnoxious, I tend to hyperfocus on something I get into, once I get studying, or experimenting not much else gets a lookin, i have a very, very good eye for fine detail and systematizing type thought processes, I think, what other people would call a good, albeit unique, and ofttimes rather dark sense of humor.
I have the overload crap nixed on the most part though, thanks to finding the right meds, found out that alpha2 adrenoreceptor agonists work perfectly there, about as well as could be. Doesn't change my sensory sensitivities, I.E bright light (especially those fucking energy-saver bulbs, the govt here is trying to make it impossible to get normal incandescent lightbulbs, the bloody cunts, the light from those is.....its just wrong, my CNS looks at it in a similar way I would look at an arse-hair embedded piece of dog waste, stuck to the bottom of my boots), or wooden spoons and the like, but rather, deals with the unfiltered crap that would otherwise come in and stir up trouble. That isn't a problem really, as I can just avoid the things that I find intolerable or highly unpleasant in a sensory manner.
While I am quick on the uptake, and tend to come up with a solution to a problem, they usually turn out to be solutions other people really didn't expect.
Would I change things if I could, or would I want not to be autistic...fuck no, truthfully, I would rather never die, than be 'cured', as some particularly unpleasant organizations promote as being the only right thing to do (such as autism speaks.....spiteful, lying, propaganda-merchant curebie ratbastard gutter fucks that they are) it would amount to the same thing, more or less, just one with continued vital organ function.
I seem to end up in the company of more auties and aspies than NTs, for some reason, in a manner that seems completely to invert the population demographic disparity, numerically speaking, and the NTs I do know, or socialise with are almost entirely the quirky, odd, or counterculture/subculture types
I don't ever need to socialise, though, I can do so, and in some cases, enjoy it, but need it..no. I have never in my life, actually had the need to interact with other people on a regular basis, my girl is the same way, she only really ever speaks to me, her three kids (all grown, none of them mine) and a couple of well valued close friends, although she is as aloof to me, as to other people, just in a very different, much more intimate and loving way.
particularly your son sharing similar interests with extractions etc.It must be fun to share with him...
Hyppy
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