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Personal Narrative: My Son Alexander Terminillo
My son Alexander Terminiello is starting his 10th month of living home with me and only me 24/7 without his self-hire services that we have been trying unsuccessfully to obtain. Alex is nonverbal. He has autism, epilepsy, OCD, ADD and Tourette’s Syndrome is almost making it impossible to leave the house with him, but I can’t leave him alone either. We now have him on a regimen of Seroquel and Zoloft that will keep him calm and make him sleepy for 4 to 6 hours per day because I simply cannot cope any longer with his behaviors. Alex's OCD is so severe he cannot be trusted to operate independently in that he needs constant supervision. His obsession with Diet Coke and the little red plastic bottle caps that are on the bottles has taken over his life completely. He thinks about Coke and bottle caps all day long to the point where it totally deters him from having a job, living independently or staying out of trouble. …show more content…
to visit various stores and super markets in order to buy as much as 60 dollars’ worth of soda at a time. We only discovered this when we got our credit card bill for over 900 dollars in soda purchases. Alex leaving the home is dangerous to his safety especially when he is riding his bike on a

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