Thursday, February 2, 2012

Pumping Something

We have turned a page. There is very little this almost two-year old won't attempt. Where before he was content to sit back and watch, these days he is right in the thick of it all--biking, running, kicking, wrestling with the best of them. Or trying to, anyway.

We have added some more therapy to our regime. In addition to the three therapists that come to our home twice a month each (that's six visits, if you're counting), we have added two more weekly sessions at an outpatient facility for some additional speech and occupational therapy. That's just the beginning because the object is to work him up to four appointments a week at this facility as soon as everyone's schedules reach nirvana. Yes, that is 22 therapy appointments each month at it's pinnacle.

He seems to tolerate it all fairly well. He loves his therapists and he loves to play, which is what he does best: loving and playing.

1 comment:

Helen said...

He is a sweet boy. Who wouldn't love him and want to play with him. Hang in there, Jacqui!