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Sometimes, people have a way of surprising me. You know how I was transferred to a different department a couple of months ago? Well, I have two supervisors because I actually do two different jobs, and have one boss for each job. Yesterday, I sent an e-mail to one of the supervisors who is much higher in rank and is the one I report to if I need to take time off. I explained that my son was diagnosed with autism, and that is why I have been out a couple of days here and there because of evaluations and appointments. I asked for Thursday off because I have a big meeting to discuss his diagnosis and to establish the services. She has a reputation for being hard, cold and quite frankly – a bitch, so I was NERVOUS sending her the e-mail, but knew I had to let her know what was going on so she didn’t think I was frivolously taking a lot of time off. She asked me to come to her office, and then told me I can take whatever time I need to take, and encouraged me a lot with stories of a family member who has autism and is succeeding. She actually made me cry because she gave me a lot of hope, and told me if I ever need to talk I can come to her. This is the same person who co-workers warned me not to work for because how mean she can be, yet she has been the most helpful person I have spoken with about my son.

I received a call yesterday from one of the professionals from Early Intervention who had evaluated Dylan, and she recommended to me not to start Dylan off with 20 hours of ABA therapy in ADDITION to the Speech and OT therapy he will receive. She said I should start him off with 10 hours a week, because he is still a baby and needs nap times, and just some down time. She said that I can increase it in a few months once he gets used to it, but she is afraid if we go gung-ho right off that bat then Dylan may shut down and not want to do anything. She said ABA is very “in the child’s face” and she doesn’t know if he can handle so much so soon. I am happy that she told me that because I was having my own concerns about it. He’s not even two yet! She said to let him adjust and we can take it from there. That eased a lot of concern that I’ve had, but didn’t know what to do before because everyone is telling me something different, but I respect her opinion.

We spent hours in the ER last night because JC spit up blood twice, and we wanted to make sure everything was okay with the gall bladder surgery she had last Thursday. It turned out that it was probably from irritation from the anesthesia being administered, so I am relieved. Dylan ended up spending the night at Grandma’s (JC’s mom) house because we got home past midnight. My baby’s first sleepover!!!! Never again!!! I missed him too much. I know I am exaggerating, but I am a helicopter mom unfortunately LOL.

I don’t want to jinx myself, but I think things are really going to start looking up for my family. We are getting Dylan help at a super early age, I am finding out about lots of resources in my area, JC and I are growing stronger….I am really counting my blessings. Plus, I am looking forward to being hot by Christmas time! LOL