Without divulging too much information, I have to wonder this out loud: whose side are you on anyways? I get the feeling that there are going to be some fierce battles ahead for me, Owen's Mom. But that is okay. I think I'm prepared. The way I see it, Owen has one Mom. I'm his only chance. I'm not going down without a fight. As Princess Lea said, "Help me OB Wan, you're my only hope!" Owen would appreciate that. Huge Star Wars fan. LOL
In other related news, the psych appt. went well. Thursday is the big day. The day of diagnosis. I'm starting to become very anxious about this. Not sure why. A couple of words is not going to change Owen, I hope. He'll always be Owen. I guess I'm scared. Scared of the future that I can't control. SO, I will take one day at time, for now.
He is continuing to see the OT in Hartsville and is making good progress. Greg took him today and is starting to understand the whole concept better. She gave us more "homework" to do and wants to see him next week.
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