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you know you're a special needs mommy when...

You, your Seizure Boy, his home-based therapist, her clinician along with an intern and just arrived home from work daddy are all crammed into the 12x12 School/Therapy Room...


all worried about the odd behavior of your Seizure Boy...


Did he have a seizure? 


Is this postictal? 


Why did he suddenly get so tired and quiet?  


Is he just being shy? 
God...I wish he could just tell us what is wrong!


While you're all discussing the various possibilities the phone rings.  Which you have to answer it because it's Dr. Ortho's secretary and you need to reschedule last week's missed appointment.  An appointment that the only way you would have canceled is if you were on your death bed.  Happens that you were.  So you take the call.  


The room is now teeming with you, your Seizure Boy, his daddy, Miss. HBTherapySpecialist, her clinician, a doe eyed intern and Miss. Ortho Secretary on the phone...


when suddenly your Seizure Boy (who is now in his worried daddy's arms)  blows chunks everywhere!  Tah-duh...we have our non-verbal answer, people!  In unison every adult in the room shouts...


Nooooooooooooooooooo!  


Miss. Ortho Secretary shouts into the receiver...


Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat? 


And the only thing you can do is laugh.  Because clearly, you know you're a special needs mommy!   


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ps.  I stayed on the phone to book the appointment before cleaning up the mess.  The clinician and her intern made a quick scamper out the door.  And Miss. HBTS stayed and helped daddy get Trevy bathed and into clean jammies!  I LOVE her! 

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another mother said…
Poor, poor Trevor. You guys just can't catch a break. I hope it was an isolated incident and not a stomach bug. And just so you know, I teach school and being able to identify and verbalize that they are going to puke seems to be one of the last skills kids acquire. I've had 4th graders puke all over my floor. I really hope Trevy is feeling better (and no one else decides to throw up). And I'm really glad it wasn't a seizure. You know your a seizure mom when you're happy to see puke huh?
February 20, 2011 at 6:55 AM
Holli said…
OH. NO!!

You guys have had your share already this month. ENOUGH!

Hope everyone is on the mend now...

And Happy Birthday too!

((hugs))
February 22, 2011 at 8:29 AM
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