Did I mention that I am NOT a morning person?
The appointment with the orthopedic pediatrician was at 7AM.
I fought through the fog of sleep and got up. Thank goodness I set 5 alarms on
my phone… I needed all 5 of them. Bianca needed several more. She was NOT
moving. I got her dressed and carried her downstairs and out the door to the man-van. I strapped her into the car seat as her sleep remained undeterred.
We got to the specialists office and of course I had to fill
out paperwork. Bianca was awake now, so I had to keep one hand on her and try
to fill out the forms with the other hand while being tugged in every which
direction. I felt bad handing it in because it looked like a serial killer had
just filled out a form, but then I remember that they read “doctor” so I
figured it was OK.
The staff was incredibly pleasant. Everybody was very
concerned about Bianca and they were very in touch with the fact that she is
autistic. They fawned over her, complimented how pretty she was and marveled at
bond between us. It really made me relax. I was already nervous about the
appointment and on edge because I had no idea what was wrong with Bianca.
