Summertime

I haven't posted much mainly because I've been busy enjoying the summer and working hard not to obsess about my son's diagnosis. Easier said than done.

He had a physical assessment and follow-up appointments with the geneticist and neurologist. We've been given physio sessions at the local children's rehab hospital (once a week for three months) and we will be starting a speech & language program in September called "It Takes Two to Talk". There is also a music program starting up in October through the developmental disabilities centre that I can bring my daughter to so that will be fun. I like the concept of integrated programs and look forward to meeting other families affected by special needs. The fall is shaping up to be busy!

Our meetings with the geneticist and neurologist were relatively uneventful. We again asked the question that only a crystal ball can answer - where will my son be 20 years from now? The only certainties we were given is that he will not go to university and language will always be a problem (I believe the exact words were "his language will never be normal"). Does that mean he'll have trouble reading or will he be illiterate? Will he have difficulty forming sentences or will he be non-verbal? Will he go to a community college or never finish high school? Will he have a job or be completely dependent? Sigh. When I was pregnant, one of the (many) things I worried about was how on earth were we going to pay for their university education. Now I worry how we'll finance the rest of his life. Funny, huh?

On a more positive note, the neurologist said that my son and other young children with his diagnosis and on the same treatment protocol will re-write history. She said that this is an exciting time for research on cerebral creatine deficiencies and that the published papers out there (you know, the depressing ones that say there is no treatment and give a bleak outcome for those affected) are already outdated. She said that we need to focus on early interventions and essentially train my son to learn new skills. It was surprisingly comforting to hear and, dare I say, positive!

We're off to spend more time in the sunshine. My son's new favourite park activity is to crawl up the stairs of the slide and zoom down on his belly, face-first, before I can say go. He's fearless that one, his mama sure has a lot to learn from him.