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About Mrs. Sergeant Major

Rachel Kenyon is an Army Wife & Warrior Mom of 2 kids, one with autism and 4q Deletion. Her husband is an Active Duty Infantry Command Sergeant Major. They make their home in Connecticut.

When Stars Align

Me: “I really don’t feel up to going tonight.”

SGM: “Me either. But hell, we have a babysitter for once.”

Me: “Good point.”

-        That was the evening last February, 2011, headed out the door with SGM to meet with Congressman John Larson and other families with autism.

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I didn’t want to.  I had really, truly avoided this fight for more than a year after RM’s autism diagnosis.  But my name was out there and the woman was persistent.  She wanted a face for military families.  Eventually, she just didn’t take no for an answer.  How ironic.

Shannon Knall, the Autism Speaks Advocacy Chair in Connecticut, had made up her mind that the TRICARE nightmare for military families with autism needed a voice.  She had planned events with Congressmen Joe Courtney and Chris Murphy to talk with all families living with autism and she had dragged me along kicking and screaming to speak on behalf of those who serve.  Ok, so maybe I only kicked and screamed at first.

It came rather naturally for me.  Call it what you will - loud and obnoxious or passionate and articulate - but I didn’t seem to have much trouble speaking up.  I made great connections at these two events and along the way, realized I could do something about this.

After working for a very long time to get Congressman John Larson to come to the table, Shannon called me to say the time had come.  SGM, now home from Afghanistan, would join me at a gathering at a family home in West Hartford, Connecticut, to talk about autism.

Something truly amazing happened that evening.  Mr. Larson hadn’t known how many military children had autism.  He hadn’t known how bad the TRICARE/ECHO problem was.  He simply hadn’t known.

In a single conversation, the game had changed dramatically.

It was only a matter of a couple of days before I received that first phone call from his office.  Was I willing to share more?  Hello, have you met me??  “The Congressman wants to do a bill.”  WHAT?!?!?

Fast forward to yesterday.  With HR2288 CMKAA still a viable option, Congressman Larson went for a huge play and sought an amendment to the FY2013 National Defense Authorization Act (NDAA - the defense budget itself).  This would mean that autism treatments would be included in TRICARE basic entitlements and be passed as part of the NDAA going forward.  After an agreement had been reached the day before with the House Armed Services Committee (HASC), then reneged at midnight, Mr. Larson took to the US House floor to take one last shot at it.  Armed with embarrassingly large photos of our little family, he spoke so passionately about doing the right thing.  He spoke about the struggles our military families face with a child on the spectrum, without the care they need.

Mr. Larson’s efforts were snubbed by ‘procedural’ House rules.  He would have to try another avenue, but it wasn’t going to happen this day.  Ok, I thought.  Sobbing uncontrollably, I eventually pulled myself together and realized that regardless, this was HUGE.  We had brought the discussion to the floor of the House and we were going to move forward with CMKAA.  I kept my faith.

While cleaning up around my own house floor, I left C-SPAN on in the background.  At around 3:30pm, HASC Chairman Buck McKeon took to the floor to begin the debate on the NDAA.  Suddenly, I heard the words “TRICARE” and “ABA”.  My heart nearly exploded.  I was frantically listening and rewinding and listening and rewinding.  DEAR GOD, I DO NOT SPEAK CONGRESS – SOMEBODY SAY SOMETHING I UNDERSTAND!!!

I called my fellow Warrior Mama, Karen Driscoll, and screamed into the phone, “Karen! You have to call Stuart and find out what just happened! I think we did it, Honey! I THINK WE DID IT!!!”  She was just as stunned as I was and told me she would call Stuart Spielman of Autism Speaks Government Relations immediately and find out what was going on.  Stuart had been working tirelessly for the last year to make this dream come true.

In the meantime, I was just shaking violently in my living room desperate to know wtf just happened.  Literally, rocking back and forth.

The phone rings.  It’s a DC number.  OH. MY. GOD.  Here it comes.

Congressman Larson: “Rachel.  Rachel.  We did it.”

I won’t go into further detail of how I was simultaneously sobbing, hyperventilating and screaming on the phone with my United States Congressman.  I am sure you can imagine.

He managed to continue to speak above my gasping for air to tell me that it came down to Representative Tom Rooney walking across the hall to speak to Chairman McKeon.  “Sir, this is personal.”  Rooney had related his own experience with a military family with a child on the spectrum.

And that, my friends, is the best example of how much it matters when we speak up.

So many dozens of stars did indeed align over the last two years.  Too many to recount here in this one post, just as there are too many people on this earth who played a role in moving those stars into place.

We still have work to do.  We must go through the motions of securing this amendment through the Senate when they vote on the NDAA.  But I am confident we have covered all the bases and I am assured we can make that happen.

It will take a few years to implement these changes to TRICARE once we have finished this legislative process.  But it will happen.  It is a huge leap forward for all children with disabilities.  It literally paves the way for bigger and better things in the care of our kids.  Our work is not done, but we can all be so proud today.

“Thank you” will never be enough, and I cannot possibly list every individual I must thank in one post, but for beginners:

Thank you to Karen Driscoll, Marine Corps wife, mother of three, and my mentor.

Thank you to the many more military parents who have been in this battle long before I came on the scene.  Never giving up.

Thank you to Jeremy Hilton, Military Spouse of the Year, for his dedication to helping all military families with special needs.

Thank you to my dear fellow military spouse, Jeneil, and her faith and family.  Mahi, you inspire me to continue to always believe He is near.

Thank you to Jess at Diary of a Mom.  My friend, my inspiration to keep moving forward.

Thank you to Bob and Suzanne Wright of Autism Speaks.  It could not have come together without your support and your efforts to enlighten the world.

Thank you to the entire team at Autism Speaks and Autism Votes - namely Stuart, Rick, Ali, Judith, Nora, Mark, Dana and dozens more.  You all came together and learned a new piece of the puzzle and ran with it to make the world a better place.

Thank you to Congressman John Larson and his staff – namely Dave and Eva.  I love you for your service to The People.

Thank you to Representative Tom Rooney for speaking up.

Thank you to Chairman McKeon for doing the right thing.

Thank you to Mike Strautmanis and Brad Cooper for listening.  I’m still waiting to hear about those tiny doors, Mike.

Thank you to my family at AMFAS and Nicholas who continued to encourage me.

Thank you to my friends and family and my blogging sisters and brothers.  You rocked it out, people.  You ROCKED. IT. OUT.

Thank you to everyone I spammed with blog posts, petitions, emails, tweets, and general pleas for help.  You are all heroes. You are all ROCK STARS.

Thank you to Shannon.  I didn’t want to, but you didn’t give a crap about what I wanted ;0)

Cheers.

[Ed note: Oh yeah, we really are not done yet - keep signing and sharing the petition at Change.org - we must secure the Senate version of the CMKAA amendment to NDAA! Every time a signature is received, the petition and notification are sent directly to the offices of the Senate Armed Services Committee leadership. THANK YOU!]


Your Hurricane

“You came to me in the middle of a storm and left in a hurricane.”

- Grieving by Susan Mosquera.

Words feel flat and useless, my friend.

How I long to take away your pain.

We stumble around on this earth seeking shelter, warmth and security.

We try so hard to build relationships that work for us, carefully framing out comfortable spaces and boundaries.  We hardwire security systems and make our plans for escape should the alarm bells sound.  We look to surround ourselves with beautiful things and we take pride when our plans come together and we can expand our walls and become more fulfilled, our foundation more solid.

But one relationship disregards all plans and expectations.

Parenthood.

Parenthood whips us around with the full force of a hurricane.  We become flooded with emotions we are unsure of how to tread.  The wind slaps at us hard, at some times it steals the breath from our lips.  In a dizzying frenzy we quickly learn that the hurricane will do as the hurricane does.

We reinforce the fragile glass that surrounds us, we learn everything we can about what to expect from the hurricane and we stock up on items we think will hold us over until the storm passes.  The storm never passes.

Though we bask in the streaming beams of sunlight as the eye of the hurricane passes over us, we know that she has more still to show us.

My friend, know that while the thunderclouds threaten your very soul with sadness, your heart will see the sun once more.  Your hurricane, your beautiful and precious hurricane, came into this world to nourish you with her strength and her power to move you beyond the walls you created.

You are loved.  We all stand with you on this path of the hurricane.

 

 


The Hangover 2012

The last guests have gone.  Empty bottles litter the house and the yard is a wonderland of crisp white toilet paper dancing in the wind.  My head is pounding and my stomach has left the building – more than once.  The cat is missing and I have no idea how many days have passed since I was last conscious.

I have never had such a hangover.

I’m just so glad it’s over.

I grab the bottle of ibuprofen, pop a few like candy and chase them with a scalding hot cup of coffee sugared beyond recognition.  I schlep to the loo, reluctantly turn to the mirror to look myself in the eye and make yet another empty promise to myself and my body that I will never abuse myself like this again.

It wasn’t the worst event ever – just insanely over the top.  Too much going on at once, kids running wild and the grown ups could barely hear each other over the noise of general confusion.

There were a few fist fights that broke out during the course of the party, but nothing serious and as far as I can recall – no one had to be hospitalized.  Thank God.

I don’t think the cops ever showed up, but then again I wouldn’t likely remember if they did unless I was using my one phone call from jail to have more ibuprofen delivered to my cell.  Do they do that?

Anyways, it looks like today will be a gorgeous day outside so I had better pull myself back together and lose this hangover.  The first full spring day that our little family can spend together enjoying the outdoors and some sunshine.

Don’t worry if you missed this party – you’re invited to the one next year.  It’s called Autism Awareness Month and it’s one hell of a time.

[Ed note: I wrote this last year, 2011, after one hell of a party.  This year was even more over-the-top.  Our little family participated in lighting the USS Intrepid, The Empire State Building and ringing The Opening Bell at the New York Stock Exchange in honor of World Autism Awareness Day.  I also schlepped up to the state capitol with my rugrats to spread some awareness there, too.  I contacted the House Armed Service Committee Members no less than a dozen times each, using facebook, Twitter and by phone, sending more than one thousand tweets in the month of April to spread the word.  I created a video and a petition to reach out for more support for our military families living with autism.   Oh, and we did actually call the cops twice - once for a trip to the ER with RM (she's fine) and another to catch a hit-and-run suspect (for reals).  And now, I will take a few ibuprofen and a nap.  Hooah.  Thank you to everyone who participated and continues to support CMKAA.]

 


Wounded Warriors Denied Autism Treatments for Their Children

To help win this battle,

sign the petition at Change.org.


Not a Square to Spare? Think Again


It’s been a little over two years since RM was diagnosed with autism during SGM’s last deployment to Afghanistan.  Still, we struggle to understand what that means to us as a family, how we process that reality on a daily basis and how to move forward in hopes of a bright future for all four of us.

My work on HR2288 – Caring for Military Kids with Autism Act – is one way that I have personally dealt with my daughter’s autism.  Because as parents of autism know, change and progress are sometimes so painfully slow, it is helpful to feel like you are accomplishing something, anything.

But the ebb and flow of progress on federal legislation is often more painful.  The highs and lows sometimes too much to bear.  As I am sure many have noticed, I have not been writing here on StimCity for quite some time.  I simply have not had the energy to spare among the Awareness events and working on CMKAA.  Not a square to spare.

But here I am today.  The urge to write something, anything.  So I decided to tell you about the Crazy I still have within me.  The belief that CMKAA will happen.  The fire in my belly that tells me no matter what it takes, we will see our military families get what they deserve for their children with autism.  I simply cannot take No for an answer.  But it’s going to take so much more work.  So much more energy and a little bit more Crazy.  I will have to find another square to spare.  You will, too.

Have you called your Member of Congress yet?  Because I simply do not buy that everyone who needs or believes in CMKAA has done so.  Have you one-clicked your support online?  I own the cmkaa.org site, so I know exactly how many people have been there and how many have not.

Are you on facebook?  Then why haven’t you looked up your US Senators and US Representatives and ‘Liked’ them yet?  Why does Beyoncé (and I’m talking about the giant metal chicken) have 38,292 ‘Likes’ on facebook, and the Chairman of the House Armed Services Committee have only 3,719?  That guy is the one you need to be following whether you’re a military family living with autism or not.

And what about Twitter?  If you’re following the other Beyoncé on Twitter, you have time to send a tweet to Congress while you’re catching up on the latest E! News.  Most Members of Congress and elected officials in government now have a Twitter account.  Easy access, folks.  But one person cannot tweet the world into a better place alone.  Besides, if I am the only one spamming them about this stuff, eventually they will all block me.  I’ve already been blocked from certain legislators’ facebook pages, though I won’t name names.  (Rhymes with NoBeyondo.)  Go ahead and spare a square, please.

Be brave, be Crazy and know that what you have to say is important.  You just might find yourself hugging the Deputy Assistant to President Obama or getting a tweet back from a coproducer on The Daily Show.  Or you can be really Crazy like me and have a custom fleece blanket of an Epic Fail poster sent to Jon Stewart himself.  Oh yes I did.  $39.95 towards a good cause.

Stephen Colbert just reported on The Colbert Report (4-11-12) about the sacrifices military families are making.  Autism was not on the list, though, so there’s our opening.  Watch the clip and leave a comment.  If you think no one from these shows reads the comments, then you really are crazy.  We need to be creative, my friends.  Start thinking outside of the box and get our message out there.

I’m not making this shit up, people.  There are literally a handful of folks that are working on this bill and none are doing it as a full-time, paying gig.  It’s an email here or there in between changing diapers on a five-year-old.  It’s a phone call to a legislator after speech therapy, before the appointment with neurology, while trying not to drop the phone into the boiling water because it’s Raman Night for the third time this week.

You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.  There are cosponsors to CMKAA that are the result of a single phone call from a military spouse.  In fact, if I recall, the bill itself is the result of one military warrior mom speaking up to her Congressman and telling him like it is.

Go ahead.  You can do this.  Believe in yourself as a powerful voice with something important to say and you can move mountains.  Or just be Bat Shit Crazy like me and get the word out in your own style.  However you choose to get involved, three minutes of your precious time could literally make all the difference.

Spare that square for military families with autism.  We deal with enough poop as it is.

CMKAA.org


Military Families Find HOPE Aboard USS Intrepid

(Photo courtesy of Autism Speaks and Photo-NYC.com)

New York – On Saturday, March 31, Autism Speaks honored military families living with autism aboard the USS Intrepid Sea, Air and Space Museum.  My head is still spinning and I am still processing the HOPE I stumbled upon that day.  I have so much to tell you and I want to share this HOPE with you.

Before I go any further, if you don’t know me, please read about my journey as a Late Bloomer.  I feel it is so important that people understand that I have done nothing extraordinary in the last two years.  I simply spoke up and reached out to people who can help – people who should help – and I have had high expectations of them.  I also learned “No” is an unacceptable answer, especially from leaders in government that we elect and contribute to their salaries.  I have learned that being positive and confident about the right thing to do is contagious.  Even politicians want better expected of them.  Anger and bitterness do not get the job done.  More importantly than anything else, I have learned to listen, too.  In reciprocal communication with legislators, other military families, military leadership and fellow members of the autism community, I have become a better person and learned so much about working as a team.  It has allowed me to participate in opportunities that otherwise would have been far out of my reach as that Late Bloomer.

Aboard Intrepid on Saturday, I had the opportunity to speak with Mr. Michael Strautmanis, Deputy Assistant to President Obama and father to an autistic child.  He was sincere and he was listening.  I am fairly certain that no less than four times I told him his presence there that day meant HOPE to our military families.  I am pretty sure I was close to crossing a line when I winked at him saying, “Now you go back to DC, Sir, and tell your boss we need this.”

Handing Mr. Strautmanis a letter on behalf of military families. (Photo courtesy of Autism Speaks and Photo-NYC.com)

I had several more conversations with Congressman John Larson [D-CT], Sponsor of HR.2288, as well as Bob and Suzanne Wright, cofounders of Autism Speaks.  These individuals are serious, people.  This is a no-more-messing-around situation.  The new CDC numbers of 1:88 are not new to the military but they are certainly helping to wake everyone else up.  The unique struggles our military families face, admittedly, are so very complicated.  It isn’t until recently that our stories have been brought to light and truly understood.  It’s hard enough for us to keep up with the acronyms, imagine these civilians getting a crash course in military lingo while also hearing about the seven circles of hell we navigate through just to get to ECHO.  We must keep sharing our stories and spelling out those acronyms.

 

From left to right: President of Autism Speaks Mark Roithmayr, Deputy Assistant to President Obama Michael Strautmanis, Military Spouse Rachel Kenyon, Congressman John Larson [D-CT], retired NASA Astronaut Jeffrey Alan Hoffman, Cofounders of Autism Speaks Bob and Suzanne Wright, and Intrepid Museum President Susan Marenoff-Zausner.

(Photo courtesy of Autism Speaks and Photo-NYC.com)

The presentation aboard Intrepid for military families was emceed by Bob Woodruff of ABC News, a hearty supporter of veterans and Wounded Warriors.  Mr. Strautmanis, Congressman Larson and Bob and Suzanne Wright spoke of the undeniable responsibility our nation has to care for our troops and their families.  Most notably, Mr. Wright spoke of personally calling ECHO to get answers.  He spoke of the frustration when administration at ECHO told him they were unaware of families having trouble accessing autism care.  This man had taken the time to walk in my shoes.  That got my attention and earned my respect.  Marine spouse and advocate Karen Driscoll shared a powerful video highlighting the personal toll on our military families who cannot access treatments.  She also urged leaders to take this important message back with them to Washington, D.C., and implored them to take action.  The heartbreak our military families live when denied the treatments our children with autism need and deserve was exuded by each speaker.

What I heard this day was a clear and united message to our military families.  The cavalry is mounting up and on its way.  But we must keep communicating.  We must keep ourselves visible and hopeful.  We must remain positive.  Anger will get us nowhere.  It has to be a team effort and victory will require teaming up with both sides of the political aisle and every side of the autism debate.  It is not vaccine versus genetics here.  It is not research versus outreach.  With 1:88 there is room enough for everyone to sit at the table and work together.

For military families, right now is the time to act.  We have the federal legislation in place and we have the momentum to get it passed.  But we need unity and a collective voice speaking up and being heard or else we will fail this mission entirely.  HR.2288 – Caring for Military Kids with Autism Act makes the recommended amount of medically prescribed autism treatments available to all military families.  It is the help we need right now.  We cannot wait any longer and we cannot wait for someone else to speak up on our behalf.  We need to own it.  We need to fix it.

I leave you with this well-known story:

There was a man that lived by the river.  He heard a radio report that the river was going to rush up and flood the town.  All the residents should evacuate their homes.  But the man said, “I’m religious.  I pray.  God loves me.  God will save me.”  The waters rose up.  A guy in a row boat came along and he shouted, “Hey, hey you!  You in there.  The town is flooding.  Let me take you to safety.”  But the man shouted back, “I’m religious.  I pray.  God loves me.  God will save me.”  A helicopter was hovering overhead.  A  guy with a megaphone shouted, “Hey you, you down there.  The town is flooding.  Let me drop this ladder and I’ll take you to safety.”  But the man shouted back that he was religious, that he prayed, that God loved him and that God will take him to safety.  Well, the man drowned.  Standing at the gates of St. Peter, he demanded an audience with God.  “Lord,” he said, “I’m a religious man, I pray.  I thought you loved me.  Why did this happen?”  God said, “I sent you a radio report, a helicopter, and a guy in a rowboat.  What the hell are you doing here?”

Intrepid is no rowboat, but you get the idea.

Get on it.  Get involved.  Contact your legislator NOW.  Before we all miss the boat.

 


April is Autism Awareness Month AND Month of the Military Child

I’m over at the Autism Speaks Official Blog today talking about the complex issues facing access to autism care for military families and why HR2288 – Caring for Military Kids with Autism Act is so critical.  April is coming and there are so many ways to get involved in spreading awareness whether blue lights on your house or simply starting a conversation with someone and sharing what autism means for you and your family. 

“April is not only Autism Awareness Month, it’s the Month of the Military Child.  As a military spouse and mother to a child with autism, I’m here to spread some multidimensional awareness by exploring how these two pieces of the puzzle fit together, or rather how they do not.  I apologize in advance for the absurd amount of acronyms, but bear with me as I try my very best to demystify the whole autism-military thing.”

For the entire article, please find me on Autism Speaks HERE.

And thank you for being a part of this journey with me!

Rachel


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