An Autistic Man’s Quarantine Routine in Text Messages
The man is my son and he’s handled the whole thing better than most
Put Diego in a new situation, and he’ll develop a routine in no time.
Diego’s 26 and has autism and an intellectual disability. When he was a child, changes in routine triggered epic tantrums. This began to change when his amazing special education teacher wrote a social story to help him understand change.
She titled it Today Is Different. For a long time, we knew to introduce any change with these three words: Today is different.
Over the years, Diego discovered that change is often a good thing. When it isn’t, he has learned to accept and work around it in his own special way. Specifically, his way involves creating lists and routines.
From the very beginning of the Coronavirus lockdown, it was clear to Diego that the change would last a while. Hence, he began to shape his quarantine routine from day one.
The catch though, is that my husband and I (me especially) play a role in his routine. We’re an intrinsic part of it not only because there’s a lot that Diego needs help with, but also because he wants us to share in the activities.
As it turns out, Diego’s text messages are the best record of his quarantine experience and routine. During “normal” times, Diego texts me a lot. But seeing that we’re now under the same roof 24/7, his daily texts have been both unexpected and entertaining.
Here, then, is a sample of the dozens of daily texts I’ve gotten from Diego over the past eight weeks. Diego writes phonetically and with help from word prediction technology. Though I’m unsuccessful at times, I thoroughly enjoy deciphering the spelling. For those not used to reading special English, I’m translating the texts into typical English

Wake up
Ready to run
Will sort meds
It’s time for basketball
Call Abuela

Sort meds tomorrow
Watch Sky High next Sunday
Yes
Abuela called
Make an iced tea
Good morning
Wake up
Let’s do paella today

Let’s watch Sunday Morning.
Batman 1989
Wake up
Run at 2:30
Richard’s way
Will ?? ?? at 12 ??
Print Peter Pan Picture
?? at 3:00 PM

I played game /Disney
Print Alice in Wonderland tomorrow
Print Jungle book on Friday
Wake up
Bake at 10 pm
Wake up/ Call abuela
Good morning
My life is governed in large part by Diego. He’s pure and loving, but he sure is high-maintenance.
On Sundays, we must sort his meds, watch CBS Sunday Morning and drink iced tea. I must call my mom (abuela) frequently or he’s not happy. Diego knows daughters and sons must call their moms.
On weekdays, I must print coloring pictures for him. Two to three times a week, we run. We have names for the routes we take. Sometimes we go Richard’s way, because we run past Richard’s house.
We now bake once or twice a week too, and menu planning is important. Weeks ago, it was settled that today we’d have tacos because it’s Cinco de Mayo.
My internal clock has shifted in quarantine, and a change Diego has definitely not accepted is my waking up around 10:00 AM, as evidenced by his Wake up messages. This, by the way, is due to the fact that I must get my stuff done late at night.
There’s a lot, of course, that’s not in these texts. They don’t mention that Diego has taken on setting the table for lunch and dinner every day, taking out the trash, and filling up and emptying the dishwasher. He has also taken to singing Disney songs and to watching the news on the Spanish language network.
I give Diego immense credit. He still talks all the time about having a girlfriend, getting “twitterpated” (if you’ve watched Bambi, you may know this term means to fall in love) and getting married — his all-consuming dream. I know he misses his job at the soup kitchen, being with family and friends, going to the Y, participating in all his special activities.
But not once has he complained about the epidemic and quarantine.

*Note: Diego has given me permission to share his texts, pictures and what he has been up to.





