Having raised an active (autistic) young man to somewhat maturity alone, we have a motto we say. “Is there visible bones, or spurting blood? No? Good, let’s think about it.”
That usually hell his bad day and mine.
Of course, when there was visible bones and spurting blood, we did act promptly and without panic. But that is a story for another day.
As usual, insightful writing, keep up the fantastic work.