Hello, this is XxxLegolasloverxxX. I have here a story that came to me in my mind and I have to write it!
Title: Can't keep me from living.
Summary: Elfling Legolas was born with a defect that he can't control. Both uncontroable Seizures and Autism. How can he live a normal elfling life with his over-protective brother and father?
Enjoy to the fullest :)
READ BEFORE STARTING THE STORY!
Seizure is the physical findings or changes in behavior that occur after an episode of abnormal electrical activity in the brain. (This could also be a reason in change of behavior) Some seizures cannot be predicted, they can happen without warning, whether it be from a scare from a loud sound or anything that can scare a child. Children born with seizures have a tendancy to not function well, as in their eating habits, the way they walk or even the way they think about life.
The term "seizure" is often used interchangeably with "convulsion." Convulsions are when a person's body shakes rapidly and uncontrollably. During convulsions, the person's muscles contract and relax repeatedly. There are many different types of seizures. Some have mild symptoms and no body shaking.
Autism is a developmental disorder that appears in the first 3 years of life, and affects the brain's normal development of social and communication skills.
Autism is a physical condition linked to abnormal biology and chemistry in the brain. The exact causes of these abnormalities remain unknown, but this is a very active area of research. There are probably a combination of factors that lead to autism.
Genetic factors seem to be important. For example, identical twins are much more likely than fraternal twins or siblings to both have autism. Similarly, language abnormalities are more common in relatives of autistic children. Chromosomal abnormalities and other nervous system (neurological) problems are also more common in families with autism.
A number of other possible causes have been suspected, but not proven. They involve:
Digestive tract changes
The body's inability to properly use vitamins and minerals
Some children with autism appear normal before age 1 or 2 and then suddenly "regress" and lose language or social skills they had previously gained. This is called the regressive type of autism.
People with autism may:
Be overly sensitive in sight, hearing, touch, smell, or taste (for example, they may refuse to wear "itchy" clothes and become distressed if they are forced to wear the clothes)
Have unusual distress when routines are changed
Perform repeated body movements
Show unusual attachments to objects
The symptoms may vary from moderate to severe.
Communication problems may include:
Cannot start or maintain a social conversation
Communicates with gestures instead of words
Develops language slowly or not at all
Does not adjust gaze to look at objects that others are looking at
Does not refer to self correctly (for example, says "you want water" when the child means "I want water")
Does not point to direct others' attention to objects (occurs in the first 14 months of life)
Repeats words or memorized passages, such as commercials
Uses nonsense rhyming
Does not make friends
Does not play interactive games
May not respond to eye contact or smiles, or may avoid eye contact
May treat others as if they are objects
Prefers to spend time alone, rather than with others
Shows a lack of empathy
Response to sensory information:
Does not startle at loud noises
Has heightened or low senses of sight, hearing, touch, smell, or taste
May find normal noises painful and hold hands over ears
May withdraw from physical contact because it is overstimulating or overwhelming
Rubs surfaces, mouths or licks objects
Seems to have a heightened or low response to pain
Doesn't imitate the actions of others
Prefers solitary or ritualistic play
Shows little pretend or imaginative play
"Acts up" with intense tantrums
Gets stuck on a single topic or task (perseveration)
Has a short attention span
Has very narrow interests
Is overactive or very passive
Shows aggression to others or self
Shows a strong need for sameness
Uses repetitive body movements
(A/N I got that out of a science book Hee, hee. I'm so Good at Science here in America )
(Legolas is four in human years and his older brother: Ainion, is thirteen in human years)
Thranduil breathed in and out. Slowly he watched his four year old son laying on the ground in his study reading a book. It had only ten words in the whole story, but it made Thranduil proud to know his son could read so early in life. Thranduil tried to concentrate on his studies, but worrying if your child could have a seizure, end up vomiting, and shaking rapidly while crying saying over and over again: "I WANT TO KILL MYSELF!", can make a father loose track to what he was doing.
Legolas seemed fine.
Smiling, waving his feet in the air while lightly kicking his left foot with his right one and switching off as he laid on the ground reading, like any other elfling might do.
Thranduil smiled. His son, his precious Ion. Thranduil went back to writing down and marking off taxes when he heard a loud BAM! Thranduil immediately looked up, he saw Legolas standing and he noticed his book at the other side of the room, it seemed to have either been thrown across to where Legolas was laying.
"Ion-nin! Why did you throw your book?" Thranduil asked.
"Don't know!" Legolas screamed, covering his ears. Thranduil flintched, that was loud. What had made Legolas so upset? He wondered. Thranduil stood up slowly and walked over to his child, Legolas crossed his arms and turned away from his father. Thranduil got on one knee.
"Legolas, please tell me what's wrong?" Thranduil asked.
"No!" Legolas pouted.
"Legolas, why did you throw your most loved book? Don't you like to read? Or would you rather do somthing else? You can always play with your toys-"
"I don't want to!" Legolas then had tears in his eyes. He started to tremble, Thranduil quickly wrapped his arms around Legolas, ignoring his screams and the kicks he recieved. Thranduil had talked to some healers about doing this, they at first had no idea Legolas had a "function" like this, they assumed he was being obnoctious becuase he felt un-loved.
Maybe he does feel un-loved. Thranduil thought.
After a few seconds of fighting, Legolas had givin in, he accepted his father's hug and even returned one. Thranduil sighed he stroked the fair hair Legolas had. This had stopped Legolas' violent shaking and his screaming. Thranduil started to hum a lullaby, hoping that would calm the child.
Thranduil then put Legolas on the floor, back on the blanket. Legolas had to sit on somthing other than the hard marble floor, for he hadn't been eating, (he moslty refused or ran to his room, and hid, avoiding meals) making him very skinny, almost lanky looking. His skin was delicate and couldn't handle the coldness of the floor.
"Now, are you going to tell me why you are so angry?" Thranduil asked.
Legolas gruffed and shook his head 'no'.
"Are you hungry?" Thranduil asked.
Another "no" came from the head shake. Thranduil asked him if he wanted a drink, if he wanted his stuffed dragon, go horsbackriding. When he ran out of options, he figured it was time for the Elfling to have a nap. Legolas resented naps more than anything in the world. He couldn't sleep when he was instructed to, and when he was dozing off to sleep, someone or somthing HAD to wake him up, leaving him very grouchy until dinnertime.
It was horrible trying to get Legolas to bed. He kicked and screamed on his way to his room, making the passing elves look at the king and his screaming prince. They knew of his condition and accepted the symptoms, they knew this couldn't be controlled, that didn't stop the embaressment the Elven King felt. Thranduil aslo had a tough time trying to find the Elfling a sleep wear that wasn't "itchy" or "too warm" the little things drove Legolas mad.
"I don't wanna' go to sleep! I'm not tired!" He bellowed. The king wanted to drop the child and plug his ears, but he couldn't. His heart wouldn't let him.
"Legolas...it is well past noon, you need a nap so you are-"
"I'M NOT TIRRRRRRRRRED!" Legolas shriked as if an Orc were chasing him.
Thranduil wanted to slap the elfling, he wanted to make him stop screaming with his fists, but he also wanted to cry becuase of the condition his son was going through. He wanted for Legolas to have a normal life.
"Legolas, you need to stop yelling and tell me why you don't want to go to sleep" The king sid in a firm and "indoor voice" tone.
"Because...I'm...NOT...FUCKING TIRED!" Legolas swore. The king was appalled. The elfling had crossed the line, with one smack on the side of Legolas' cheek made him as quiet as the dead. Legolas lightly felt his cheek when he felt the sting from his fingertips, he formed tears and began to cry, loudly.
Thranduil wanted to kick himself, not only had he hit the child he swore to protect, but becuase he also made him louder than before. Legolas rubbed the tears from his wide eyes but continued to produce more and cry louder. Thranduil opened his arms and the child took the hold his Ada gave him.
"Legolas, the reason why I hit you, was because you said a very bad word, and you were not calm when you spoke to me."
"you-you wern't...listening!" Legolas cried.
"Yes Ion-nin, I was" As was half the palace, and probably all of middle earth Thranduil wanted to say. "I was listening. If you want me t o understand your cries and pleades, you need to ask me in a nice way. For instance if you want me to play with you you need to say: 'Ada, can you please play with me?'" Thranduil said. "Not: 'Ada play with me. now!' like you did yesterday."
That was true, Legolas had been bored and wanted his father to play with him, but Thranduil had been in a meeting and could not do so. Leaving Legolas stomping and kicking everything he saw. Also making him have a mini seizure, scaring Thranduil to death.
Legolas nodded. "Sorry." He mumbled.
Well, it was as close as an apology Thradnuil was going to get, he decided to leave it at that. He could hear his Elfling yawn. All the screaming and shouting made him tired. Thranduil laid Legolas on the bed and pulled the covers over him.
"Legolas, I will see you at dinner, and I expect you to be there." Thranduil said.
Legolas nodded. He just had to be there, he didn't have to eat anything.
Thranduil kissed Legolas' forehead and smiled. Legolas was fast asleep. Thranduil hopped Legolas would be at dinner, the boy was starving himself, he knew it. He was not going to allow somthing like that happen.
So, what do you think? I have an American friend who had Autism, and hsa had seizures along with her illness, so most of this is based off of what she did as a young child (from her telling me he illness, becuase I did not know what autism was until I came to America)