"We Need to Pull Ryan into This World"
By Nancy Rones
Every inch of progress that Ryan Kalkowski makes in his battle against
autism gives his parents new hope — and new determination. In this month’s
installment, we look at how far this little boy has come, how far he still has
to go, and what his family is willing to sacrifice to get there.
In the prevent installment of REDBOOK'S Living With Autism series, Nicole
Kalkowski was amazed and overjoyed when she began witnessing signs of progress
in her little boy. After Ryan started speech and occupational therapy and went
on a gluten-free, casein-free diet, a spark returned to his eyes and he
regained some of the skills and habits that autism had stolen from him — he
began feeding himself and hugging his two sisters again. This month, we watch
Ryan delve deeper into treatment as his family anxiously holds their breath,
waiting, hoping, and fighting for more progress each day.
It was a moment that might not have been as magical to another mom. One
Tuesday morning in late January, Ryan Kalkowski, who was 2 at the time, and his
36-year-old mom, Nicole, were in the family room of their Las Vegas home with
three therapists from Nevada’s Bureau of Early Intervention Services (NEIS),
the state agency that provides services such as occupational and physical
therapy to children under 3 with developmental delays. At the session, Ryan —
who’d begun to lose some of his language and social skills at 17 months, what’s
often called regressive autism — was smiling and putting simple sentences
together, such as, “I can do it.” The therapists were amazed at how
spontaneously he was speaking. And when the group, Nicole included, sang “The
Wheels on the Bus,” Ryan did the “all through the town” line by himself.
Five minutes later, when Nicole walked to the bathroom for a tissue, she
heard cheering and rushed back. Her son barreled over to her, arms open. “Ryan
just asked, ‘Where’s Mommy?’” said one of the therapists. This was huge for
Nicole — it was the first time since Ryan’s regression that he had called her
“mommy.” Wishing she’d heard it with her own ears, Nicole picked Ryan up,
hugged him, and said tearfully, “Mommy is right here.”