Things around here have been crazy and I missed posting last week about school. When I got there I had a meeting first off with the psychologist, Amber and the preschool coordinator to sign off on scheduling Carson's exit evaluation for preschool. It's sad that after 3 years of seeing the same faces every week it's coming to an end and it's not fair because we have missed so many days because of the weather too. I have to admit that I am excited to see what the results of this test will be and see how much he has improved and what that will mean for him cognitively. When he was tested at the age of 3 he was between 12 and 15 months- so about half his age.
While I was in the meeting Carson was working with Patty and her student on the stairs. They scattered the numbers around on the landings this time and had him find the numbers in order and bring them down. She said that he went all the way up to the nurse's tower which I was sad that I missed. He is doing reciprocal up and 2 feet per step on the way down with limited help.
Our meeting ran a little over so when I made it down to the classroom Patty, LaQuita and the student were trying to contain Carson and the other little boy while his dad was in his meeting after me. I snuck in the door and made my way to the back of the classroom. Carson had been doing so well without me that I didn't want him to see me and come "running" to me. LaQuita read the boys a book and Carson was really into it. He was pointing to the items in the book that she would ask him. The teachers noticed while LaQuita was reading that the other little boy in the class was coughing and felt warm. When his dad came into the classroom they told him and he admitted that he was running a fever!! I could've punched him. The last thing Carson needs is to be sick on top of his diabetes. That would make his blood sugar skyrocket. He decided that it was best to take him home and as soon as he left the room everyone washed their hands just to be sure nothing was being contaminated.
After that, class was a breeze. It was 1-1 therapy again for him which was wonderful. They all tag teamed him and made it fun. Patty brought out a Twister mat and they had him spin the spinner and then 'hop' down the color that it landed on to LaQuita who had an iPad for him to use. He would get to answer a question on the iPad and then go back to the start and do it over again. I wonder where Jen was now that I think about it...
After a while they could tell that he was getting bored so they switched it up and had Carson jumping off of a stool. He really only did it one or two times. By then he noticed that I was in the room and would come to me every chance that he got.
When Patty and her student were getting ready to leave LaQuita was sitting on the floor with her iPad and was trying to get Carson to spell answers to questions for her with an app that looks like the magnetic letters that I had on my fridge as a kid. She asked what his dog's name was. He put two. Oh. You have 2 dogs Carson? What color is your dog? Nothing. But then he got funny. He started writing out the numbers, in order. one. two. three. etc. Something I had never seen him do before. Then he decided to show off a little. He would stand at the corner of the mat they were on and he would hop the number of times that he had written. He did this from three all the way to nineteen. Now think about that. That means in total he hopped 304 times. I don't know where he came up with the strength or the energy to do it but he did. I thought Patty was going to fall over from the shock. She has been fighting him all year just to get one lousy jump out of him. Then all of a sudden in one day he knocks out 300+ out of nowhere.
That is probably the thing that I love best about this little guy. When he was a baby and we had Help Me Grow in our house doing physical therapy with him every other week I was specifically told that because of his hypotonia he wouldn't be able to jump. Ever. It was just something that was going to be impossible for him to muster the strength to do because you really need the core muscles and the fact that you're fighting gravity it wasn't something that could be done. He proved them wrong. Just like he's proven so many others (including myself) wrong too.
Tomorrow we have school again and as far as I know he is going to be alone again because his classmate will be out of town. I can't wait to see what he accomplishes tomorrow. Maybe he will show those stairs who's boss.
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