Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Just Don't Know

I took The Boy for his speech evaluation yesterday. I'm not sure what I was expecting. A miracle perhaps?

After taking The Boy back, the lady came when she was done to tell me all kinds of mumbo jumbo. Like she was going to have to figure up his test scores and turn it in to insurance and what not. I just looked at her. I basically said I wanted to know something right then. I think she saw the desperation in my eyes and told me to hold on while she figured it up.

A few minutes later she came back to the waiting room and asked me to come back.

What I got from what she said ....because my son was in full blown froot loop mode and I was trying to keep him somewhat calm while I tried to listen to her.....is that his vocabulary was amazing. Lovely. His articulation needs helps. Ya think, Lady? I just know my voice sounded a tad on the frantic side when I told her, "Look, I have a hard time understanding him at times. I see him in a class with 19 other kids his age and I can understand them! They can't understand my son. It's causing problems."

To pass the test, he had to score between a 83-110 (for articulation, that is). He made like a 78. So, chances are, the insurance company will approve him getting some help. Most of what she talked to me about? How her stepson acted just like my son and how he was on medication until 3rd grade and that The Boy might need some occupational therapy where he's stimulated on a regular basis. For example, work in class for an hour, then bounce on a ball for ten minutes to get rid of energy. This is not something he would be able to do in a regular class room setting. I didn't tell her this, but I really didn't care to hear about her stepson. I want MY son helped.

I was just spent when I left there. I felt like not one single answer had been found. That doesn't mean I'm going to give up. It just meant for that single solitary moment? I was just tired of it. I need answers as to why my son acts the way he does. I need to know what I can do to help him. I know he's beautiful and every one is different. I know you're not supposed to compare children. I just want to be able to take him places and not have to worry about him giving in to his impulses and darting away from me. I want to enjoy taking him places and not dread it with every fiber of my being. I want him to see the world and not barrel through it like he's stuck in fifth gear.

I guess this means I better buckle in tight, huh?

On a slightly different note? We're still working out and losing some weight while we're at it over here. Carla and Dulcie are just knocking the heck out of it while Neighbor Debbie and I trail wayyy behind. Check out Dulcie's progress on her blog. I'm so proud of her! Go Girl!!!!!

This morning Neighbor Debbie and I are going to try the gym on base. We're waiting until the fit people leave before we venture over there. All the active duty go and work out early and we so do not want to be around those people. No thank you. I love to work with weights and putting it off won't help fix my bat wings. You know that skin that hangs around underneath the tops of your arms and it only gets worse with age? Might need to work on that before it gets any worse is my thinking.

I've also promised Neighbor Debbie that if the elliptical machine throws me? She totally gets to guest blog about it.

*edited to add: Back from the gym. Yeah. Okay. All I gotta say is that I have a sneaking suspicion some people hit the crack pipe before going there. No one in their RIGHT mind would go that fast on a stationary object. Sorry the elliptical didn't throw me. (I know you all were looking forward to a guest blog) It was touch and go for a while there. I did discover that I can't do what I think I can on that machine. Had to back off from it and hit the bikes for a while. I did get in over a mile and a half there. Little steps, Internets. I can't run a marathon yet. Besides....I can't feel my thighs right now.

9 comments:

Neighbor Debbie said...

Just so you know I'm warming up my keyboard just in case... I got ur back sister.

Monogram Queen said...

Cheering you on and wishing you luck on the walking/weight loss!!!

"want him to see the world and not barrel through it like he's stuck in fifth gear"
that REALLY struck a chord with me......

Michelle said...

Good luck with Vitt and the exercise program...I've found my second gear too and just really getting obsessed with it...great way to relieve frustration....

andria said...

Did they not direct you to the local school district? With his scores he would qualify for FREE services through them.

SouthernStarBaker said...

Great big hugs, I completely understand the not wanting to hear about the woman's step son. You guys will find something that will work and help Vitt, I have faith in that. He's a good boy just a firecracker full of gun powder. Good job not getting tossed from the elliptical, I'd love to do those but my knees kill me on them. We won't even talk about the short person trying the bikes. Give me a call next time you guys head to the gym, I'd love to join you. Keep up all the hard work.

AndreaLeigh said...

At least you didn't have to get off the elliptical to go poop. Hey, just keeping it real. Someone who shall remain nameless has that experience. It's the cure for constipation, I tell you.

C said...

Hope, I just sent you a PM with a book recommendation. It might be helpful.

I'm praying for you all! You're doing a great job.

Sam, Missy and Alex said...

Think of you guys, I wish I had some kind of answer. I will keep my ears open though!

As far as the work out, you go girl! The Elliptical, is of the devil! I could barely walk the first time I ever used it, Sam swears by it.

Lishak said...

Good job with maintaining your workouts! I totally need to drag my butt to the gym. I just keep putting it off!