It seems like so many kids are now on the spectrum. When I went to the dr. to eval Ted, I had to discuss the history with Helen. So I just said there were speech delays that were concerning, we did birth to three and then at some point, a therapist said maybe its something more, and there definitely was an issue. There was a lot of echolalia, or repeating, and a lot of, blank staring. Severe developmental delays. I am not sure what was up with all of that, but the doctor looked at me like I was a nutcase when I said she gets no services now. No speech no nothing. She needs nothing.
I guess it is pretty strange. The whole "catch it early" thing. I mean she had issues for real, but now she is just awesome. (I have papers to testify to this. Of course, they are papers I just made up, but still.) So I said to the doctor, isn't that how it is supposed to work? You would hope to gradually include your child into the cassroom, and that is exactly what happened here.
And of course, I had to fight to keep her there during the last year of services (kindergarten special ed classroom) and this JERK of a teacher did not want her in his classroom. It was all boys. No girls allowed. And poor little Helen who is so sweet would try to please him and he would have none of it. But she won in the end, because she slapped it up tight with the teacher's aide (whose name escapes me) and they were BFFs.
Seriously for Halloween that year, Helen was a chicken and she was a farmer.
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