Our last day was actually Monday, but it was such a crazy day that I didn't have the time nor the energy to blog. Kiddo did a great job, but he was more than ready to leave. Although we leave with him at the purée texture, instead of at table texture, I need to remind myself of a few things. I can want whatever, but the ultimate decider is kiddo. He is in charge. We need to go at HIS pace, not MINE. Seriously, we went from 4 foods to 20-- in two months. We've been trying for years to broaden his food choices, so this in and of itself is pretty miraculous. Now, he becomes an outpatient and will be seen once every two weeks for follow up. We will continue to work on the chewing. I really hate to put it that way, because he really doesn't have any problems with the mechanics of chewing. It is more like exposure therapy. We are exposing him to these foods at their proper texture. He is getting a feel for them in his mouth and chewing to familiarize himself with the taste and texture. He will bite off pieces of the waffle and eat them, so I guess that is one step closer to being able to serve him foods at their normal texture.
Monday was so crazy. After we left Marcus, we had homebound instruction and I went to the grocery. I took my shoes off when I got in the house and was unloading the groceries when my sock got caught on a nail holding the door gasket in place. I tried to shake my foot in the hopes of loosening the nail's grip on my sock. I only managed to fall forward onto the hard, unforgiving garage floor. I landed on my left knee and rolled onto my left hip. My right foot came out of the sock. The dog came to investigate and I told her to go get Daddy. She proceeds to go upstairs and lay down. I guess she is no Lassie. I'm fine, but I've got a couple of nasty bruises. By the time all of that drama was finished, it was already 6:30 and I still had to feed the kiddo a puréed meal, which I hadn't already prepped. Whoops! So, poor kiddo didn't sit down to dinner until after 7, which is his usual bath time. Unlike some kids, his bath time tends to energize him, so he takes a bath rather early so that he can wind down and be asleep by 8:30/ 9:00.
Tuesday was my 'do nothing' day. I even wrote it in my calendar. And I managed to complete that task! It is a sad commentary on my life that I was excited about the prospect of sleeping in until 5:30. I managed that and got kiddo ready for school. I was prepared for a battle. It never happened. He was so excited to go to school that he was outside waiting for the bus over 10 minutes early. He had a fabulous first day back and there were no hiccups. He adjusted well to eating his protocol meals and snacks at school. Hubby even helped out by driving the teenager to school and then taking the dog to day care. (Yes, my dog attends day care once a week) I spent the whole day in bed sleeping. I so needed a mental health day. Now I've got to tackle the housework..Yikes!!
Congrats on graduation!
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