Lots of Things Going On…
Thursday, November 8th, 2012By Glinda
…here at Casa Glinda.
Let me throw a pity party for myself for a second, OK?
I promise there will be goody bags.
After months of speech therapy that did not alleviate the bulk of her behavioral/developmental delays, yesterday we took our daughter to undergo a three hour battery of tests given by a multidisciplinary team of experts. This was done basically to determine if she needs further, intensive behavioral therapy and if she is going to be clinically diagnosed as being on the autistic spectrum.
To say that I have been getting harassed by my immediate family for doing this is somewhat of an understatement. I have been accused of “wanting” something to be wrong with her to “having her labelled for life.”
Well Christ, I would say that when your three year old maxes out at three word sentences and still has a very limited vocabulary, as well as other behavioral issues, then it is high freaking time she get some intervention. I resisted the testing battery for a few months because I wanted to see how much she would improve after six months of speech therapy, if her behaviors were the result of a bright mind frustrated by lack of communication skills. And in some regards, they are, but my husband and I believe there are deeper issues that need to be addressed.
You know, because we are the ones living with her, not the people who see her for a maximum of a few hours a month.
Apparently that makes me a bad mother.
So now we wait a week to meet with the team and they will deliver their findings.
To say that I am stressed is also somewhat of an understatement.
Also, that whole remodeling thing and moving to another city?
Yeah well, that went kerplooie, and to be honest it was my decision to halt everything. But that was because for 10 entire months, I was blockaded and stalled out and literally lied to.
So I took myself off the roller coaster.
In one sense it is a relief and I don’t regret the decision, but in another sense making that decision is taking me down a specific road that other people aren’t going to like.
Too bad.
I guess the moral of this post is that I have learned that life is too short to keep people around that are full of negativity and to keep on doing what you think is right.
Here is your goody bag, full of self-righteousness and resolve. Trust me, it’s better than a Twix any day.