A few years ago, Namine made up a song and sang it for us.
Namine met with her pulmonary doctor. We were met with unexpected good news.
Namine’s yearly appointment with her cranial-facial doctor was bittersweet; he’s retiring, so today we said goodbye.
The dark underbelly of the special needs community is the dislike of the label of “special needs” itself. That, combined with the fact that many able-bodied people are writing and speaking for disabled people (both by professionals and caregivers), can be a recipe for disaster.
Losing the Affordable Care Act would be devastating. Without it, my daughter would most likely be dead.
Namine had a dental checkup today. The time for her jaw expansion draws ever closer, but not as close as we thought.
This afternoon Jessica, Namine, and I gave a presentation to an engineering class at Marquette University.