Thursday, August 28, 2008
I've decided that the journey of life is difficult no matter who you are. I think even those beautiful people celebrities have their hardships, the a$$hole CEO's who make way too much money and all at the regular Joe's expense, well I'm sure they have a struggle or two. After all, money and fame are not what makes you happy. It's cliche, and certainly counterculture but very true, and I have always felt that way.
So, Zach, my beautiful baby boy is in speech therapy twice a week, and now they are pushing occupational therapy. Good grief. He screams the whole time his speech pathologist is over, and thus he needs OT?
The pediatrician recommended my daughter go for an OT eval because she is behind the milestone for a 4 year old to draw a stick figure. So what does the school district do? An evaluation by a special ed teacher, a speech pathologist, and a psychologist. Huh? Man, I think I have found the latest way to line your pockets boys and girls. This is far beyond what she needs - and note: there is no OT eval!?!! Inefficiencies up the wazoo..
I broke my toe last week. It is still bruised and I cannot put any weight on it. So what does everyone say to me? "You should go to the doctor." So he can do what? Take an X-ray and confirm my diagnosis only to tell me to take pain killers if it bothers me, stay off of it for awhile and take note of any significant changes?
And I am just not visiting doctor's offices enough right now - two kids who had coxsackie, Steve's grandma who was ill and subsequently passed in July, and now my mother with lung cancer. I am tired of appointments, especially when they are not scheduled according to your schedule.
"The therapist only sees anyone at 3 pm on Thursdays". How flexible of her. None of these people would make it in the work world that I come from. How do things get done when everything is so rigid?
And maybe another post, I can discuss the great babysitter/nanny hunt.