Welcome back for blog #2. When I last left you, my son had been officially diagnosed with autism. The two weeks that followed were somewhat of a blur! Honestly, they were. I fought so hard to find out what was wrong with JB, then he got a diagnosis and things became so fast-paced. I was taking kids to daycare, going to work, answering calls and making appointments on every break, picking up kids, running to therapy, making dinner, getting kids in the bath, getting them to bed.......it was all just fast and crazy.
Within those two weeks, I was able to get set up with an ABA (Applied Behavior Analysis) company and we got on a wait list for a very special school called JumpStart! Both of these things were exciting to say the least as I knew they would help. I just didn't know how hard it would be....and we will talk about that soon because I have to share the.....
SETBACK!!!
It's important to remember that JB was only 2 years old at this time and two weeks after the diagnosis, JB had a freak accident. He went to kick a ball. He missed and his body twisted. He went into a state of shock. We took him to urgent care and they called an ambulance. I, of course, rode with my little guy to the ER. He was admitted instantly and given morphine. JB had broken his femur!
What a crazy experience that I will NEVER forget. I remember the doctor coming in. The nurse closing all the curtains in the room and shutting the door. It was weird and my hubby wasn't there yet! The doctor proceeded to talk to me about the injury saying that the femur is the hardest bone to break. The doctor then started asking me about abuse. I know it was his job! I know that! I get it, my dad was a police officer for 25 years....I get it, I got it!
But it so rocked my world.....I just started bawling, telling the doctor he was crazy for asking. It TRULY was a freak accident! The doctor then hugged me tight and expressed that he was just doing his job! I know he was.....I am thankful that he cares that much about kids.....that he cared that much about my kid.
JB was then taken for casting. He ended up in a full body cast! I am not sure how my family survived those 6 weeks. I had to change his diaper and rotate him every 4 hours. All while taking care of a 5 year old and working full time. Let me tell you, I cried a lot.....but you do what you have to in tough times. And JB gave me strength. I don't know how he did it, but he smiled the entire time.....yep, the entire time! Cast and all, he was happy! And that saved me! That saved my husband....
We had wonderful people around us, who wanted to help. They made us dinner.....made me cookies.....watched the kids so both my hubby and I could go to work. It takes a village to raise a family and boy, I am thankful for my village! It was a tough 6 weeks. We survived and moved on to the next phase, ABA and JumpStart! I cannot wait to share my next post as great things happened! So please stay tuned!
TTFN
Martha
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