therapy
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Hope and heartache
I read this morning – I don’t have the link anymore, so sorry – that February is Special Needs Awareness Month. I’ve seen this kind of thing perpetuated all over on Facebook, and 90% of the time it’s not really Whatever Awareness Time Period. But I saw this on Twitter, not Facebook, so it must…
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Father-daughter time
It’s not often that I get to accompany Namine to therapy, let alone take her all by myself.
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Physical ability
File this one away as one of those times that Namine just blew my mind. It’s not unknown to us that Namine will climb anything and everything she can to stand up. She can’t quite stand up on her own yet, but it’s not like she’d let something as insignificant as that stop her.
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Cleft palate clinic
I can never remember if I’m supposed to refer to Dr. Denny’s team as the “cleft palate team” or just the “palate team.” I imagine it’s the latter, since the good doctor does all sorts or palate work. But since Namine had a cleft palate, that term just sort of stuck with us. At any…
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Nobody told her she’s disabled
When I got home from work the other day, Jessica showed me a picture on her phone of Namine sitting on the chair in front of the desk.
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Things fall apart
I follow a wide range of people on Twitter – special needs parents and experts, individual programmers, as well as companies. I also follow a few joke accounts. A couple days ago, a tweet by @soveryawkward struck me to my core.
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School’s out
Jessica and I have decided to pull Namine out of school.
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On disability
Namine has physical therapy.
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Father-daughter time
Every night, Namine and I have a routine. She gets a bath, then she takes her medicine.
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School and therapy
We kept Namine home from school yesterday due to a fever. Because she can’t go to school until 24 hours after a fever, we’ll be keeping her home today as well. We took her temp before bed last night, and it looked like it was going down. Hopefully she’ll be able to go to school…
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Remember, remember the fifteenth of September
There are no gunpowder, treasons, or plots here. Just a little thing called decannulation. That’s right, kids. A year ago, Namine got rid of her trach, and her entire world changed.
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Physical therapy day
I meant to talk about this some time ago, but you know how things are. Busy busy busy, that’s us. So anyway, apparently September 9 is Physical Therapy Day. I missed the date, perhaps, but it’s never too late to talk about the benefits of PT.