Resourceful Onslaught

January 26, 2009 at 12:49 pm 1 comment

Last week, after the big diagnosis was handed down, we immediately went into action-mode, rang up our pediatrician and asked if she would be so kind as to fax over a referral for Occupational Therapy to the local pediatric rehab clinic.  And, if the office staff could essentially get on it as soon as possible, perhaps something in the vicinity of LIGHTNING fast would be preferrable and greatly appreciated.

One of the receptionists from our ped’s office phoned that afternoon, not 90 minutes after our initial request, to say everything had been sent and we should be receiving a call within a few days.  Yes, we love them and shower them with cookies every chance we get.

That was Thursday.  This afternoon, while the kids and I shopped for medicines to help poor Sara’s little cold, the pediatric rehab clinic called to schedule our initial OT evaluation.  I returned the message and hung up with appointments, for both kids, set for next Monday.

Holy promptness, Batman!

Adding to this astounding chain of events, I phoned the director of special services for our city’s school district to update her on the kids’ progress and inquire about the possibility of getting Max & Sara placed in our local integrated preschool.  By the time we said our goodbyes, she’d explained how that particular school would be an excellent fit, they’d be eligible for OT all day versus “in a vacuum” outside of school only, and could I meet her at the school, say, next Tuesday to take a tour of the facility, have a chat with some of the teachers, observe a class and review the various models they offer for accomodating PDD kids with sensory issues?


After what seemed so hopeless just a few months ago, I’m now dodging the slew of resources being tossed in our direction.  Occupational therapy, a developmental playgroup, integrated preschool, advice and therapy from an amazing and insightful child psychologist, plus the incredible support of our family, friends and some folks I’ve never even met before?

It’s incredibly overwhelming and makes me more grateful than I can express with some blobs of letters and punctuation.

More importantly, it gives us hope that my little ones will someday turn and ask, “I had sensory what?  Really?”


Entry filed under: Autism/Aspergers or Something Like It, Blogging, Momma Drama.

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1 Comment Add your own

  • 1. bobbi  |  January 27, 2009 at 7:24 am

    I am so glad to hear that you are making such excellent progress with what CAN be an exhausting system…the integrated preschool made such a difference for my son.

    Good luck to you!!


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