Muy Rapido

February 19, 2009

Muy Rapido

Both Waverly & Oliver have been sick all week. We have been trapped inside our apartment for 3 days watching "Cinderella" on repeat and listening to the "Handy Manny" theme song blaring from Oli's toolbox. It has been a very long 3 days. I took the kids back to our pediatrician today (we were also there on Tuesday) and we were given some antibiotics. Joy!! They had their first dose tonight and I am hoping they wake up much happier children in the morning.

I got the reports from our trip to UNC last month. Even though they went over all of the information and developmental ages, it was still difficult to read. They are going to be incredibly helpful though. Next week we meet with Waverly's teacher and therapists to determine eligibility for services and placement for kindergarten. (WOW - kindergarten!!) I am also having a teleconference to determine placement and eligibility for Oliver's first year of preschool. Having the reports will allow us to come up with realistic goals for the kids and get them all of the therapeutic services they need.

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Misty said…

I hope that they are feeling better soon. Good luck with the IEP, the UNC reports hsould be very helpful. Misty www.miracle4will.com

February 20, 2009 at 9:57 PM

Welcome to Holland

By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland.""Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.