Last week we decided to pull Archer out of speech therapy, mainly
because in the last six-months of speech therapy, no one has done their
job well. We went through four therapists all of whom flaked on us half
the time. I haven't decided who I want to blame. Regional Center or the
therapists themselves. At first we had the speech therapists coming to
us. But like I said before, only a fraction of the time did the
therapist actually show. Traffic was always sooooo bad. Maybe next week!
Because
of our issues with flaky at-home therapists we decided to go into an
actual office once a week but the flakiness continued. Several times
not even an hour before our appointment, I was called and canceled on.
And when we weren't (canceled on) the therapists seemed to have no idea
what they were doing.
Archer es muy frustrado. Tu Mama tambien.
"How's he doing?" I asked after our last session.
The therapist just shrugged and giggled. "He's doing fine," she said.
Uh... and?
Ironically,
our speech therapists seemed unable to articulate what was going on
with Archer's progress. No "he's getting stronger ever week!" or
"Sorry, sister. Outlook not good." Just smiles and shrugs and "see you
next week!"
Honestly, I really wanted to be open to speech therapy. Lordy knows Archer needed it. He still needs
it. He's making progress of course but still has major speech-issues.
He's about a year-and-a-half behind, we think, which is cool, but help
is surely necessary at this point.
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