Not much happening this week, but I guess no news is good news. James is STILL using a fork, and now he is eating breakfast at home with his parents BEFORE going to OT (Occupational Therapy). That way his therapists can concentrate on much more than using utensils. If he slips, I'll just bring breakfast to his session. If he can't transition to a spoon or to other foods in time, then we'll bring those issues into therapy.Biggest event of the week: James had his appointment at the hospital to begin genetic testing. Poor guy! They took so much blood that he was giggly and acted drunk as a skunk for hours. After a beyond rough experience with four of us holding him down to give blood, James shook it off and became happy as a clam on the walk to the car. Then again, he was pretty loopy. I think Dad was more traumatized and had a harder time recovering. James was in such a good mood that we used the day off to visit James' aunt and uncle's adorable new home.
I can't tell you how great it is to worry more about what James should be for Halloween than about tantrums and self-injurious behavior. Okay, that's a lie, the concerns are Halloween AND potty-training. We are still nowhere on that front. But that's another story. . .
