The Plan

The meeting only lasted about an hour, then we talked with the therapist and coordinator for a while. Then I went to the market for some hot tamales, they are currently the most underrated coping device. Try them sometime when you are over stressed.

Mr N's progress was discussed, overall he has progressed 38% this is very good news, it's better than nothing. In reality he's probably progressed much more and with the right therapy hopefully this progress will move faster and smoother.

On Monday we will have someone come out to assess Mr N's needs and set a plan for his therapy. He will begin natural environment child led therapy. Basically he will be able to be taught through normal playing and won't be subjected to meltdowns.

The tricky part is that the plan is to use the same therapist as long as Mr N will start responding positively with her. I will put my feelings aside and hope that she can begin making progress with him again. Mr N is the focus, he needs to be able to learn and grow and progress, if he is okay with her continuing as his therapist, then I will be, too. Daddy and I will probably have some lengthy conversations after he is off work (he worked from home so that he could attend the meeting today, but he's back at work now) to determine if that's the route we want to go.

So overall it is good news, Mr N will be receiving services still and they will now be geared towards him and hopefully no longer impede his progress.

On the progress report they indicated that Mr N only has 25 words (these are based on words his therapist has recorded him saying), while everyone was here Mr N grabbed my Overcoming Autism book and showed it to Daddy and said "book". It's the first time he's ever said "book" so that is awesome itself, but the three new people seemed surprised and shocked when he said it. I guess in their shoes and only knowing what is presented in the report I would be surprised, too.

I am feeling much better, less stressed, I just hope things go well next week if we continue with the current therapist.

Daddy has been sitting at one of the kids' desks today working, E has insisted on sitting in the other desk right next to him so she can "work" alongside him. She's armed with her iPad, a chicken puzzle piece in a sock, and a handful of princesses. We have not broke it to her yet that she will not be getting paid for her "work" the same as Daddy.