It's pretty amazing how long it took to finally get a speech
therapist over here. Early Intervention may have been quick to throw
assessors our way, but it's taken almost four months to get started
with speech therapy. Four months, a thousand phone calls and one
accidental appointment for physical therapy.
"But we're here for speech therapy."
"No, you're not."
"Um... yes we are?"
Anyway, moving on...
Today was the day-- the moment of truth. I cleaned the house,
watched the clock and finally waited like a dog in the window, with
Archer who's newly obsessed with waving at people, both real and
invisible. We waited for her to appear, smiling, genuine, cool, exactly
what our previous "assessment coordinators" were not. In short, she was
lovely. A delight. I was happy to welcome her into our home.
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