I was sooo nervous! Shaking and everything.
I was rocking the whole time, had to be reminded nearly constantly to answer verbally and not “mm-hmm” or a nod, had to be told to speak up all the time… I was afraid someone was going to yell but they were patient.
Attorney: Any friends in college?
A: What did you do with that friend?
L: Studied mostly.
A: And for fun?
L: Pet the cats at the music store.
A: Any extracurriculars?
A: Any sorority?
A: Any dates?
L: No. (NO FREAKING WAY, but I didn’t go there)
Judge: How about dances?
L: No. Too loud and too many people.
A: So what did you do?
L: Stayed in my room.
Somewhere around that point, the judge stopped us and said she didn’t need to hear more.
The judge didn’t even hear all the testimony, my mom never even came in, and she made her decision.
She did ask the vocational specialist one question, which was as follows: “This individual would need up to 5 reminders to follow any given directions, would need to be isolated from the public and coworkers, would need a one-on-one job coach, and would need 3 scheduled breaks in addition to 2-3 additional unscheduled breaks. Is there any work this individual could perform in our country or our region?”
“No, your honor.”
Oh my, that sounds extreme, doesn’t it? Really, nothing? Had she made a suggestion, you know me, I would’ve been off to research doing that job… but nothing?
We thanked her and left.
And my attorney explained that it was a success, because if they don’t hear all the testimony or don’t ask the vocational specialist a bunch of questions, then it’s a mistrial and they have to repeat it or we can appeal.
He also thanked me for giving him such a good autism-education, because he’s never worked with someone with ASD before.
So, it’s a go!
Say it with me? LEXI MAE!