Rhys' Speech

When I got home I noticed that Rhys was more understandable. One benefit of being away from him for five weeks, I noticed his progress. He still has a long way to go for other people to be able to understand most of what he says, but any progress is welcome.

Last week he finally got to start speech therapy. It is at the same place as his Occupational Therapy and his physical therapy. He has become very well known there. His various therapists (three of them) compare notes on how to deal with him, what works and what doesn't.

He has speech and OT every week and PT once a month. This week was all three. He was in there Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Each time he went in he saw one of his other therapists.

Each of the therapists pushes him way past what he wants to do. He, inevitably, ends up getting angry at them at least once. It is the nature of the beast. He tends to quit when things get hard. We have to remind ourselves not to be too quick to help him, to push him, but I think that he is capable of more than we require of him. His therapists push him to that higher level.

Today at speech he saw his OT therapist, who usually ends up pissing him off the most. He ran up and gave her a big hug, then came back to speech.

He is a very sweet boy, even after all that we put him through.