The past week has been a bit of emotional whirlwind for me.
Having blessed with a hearing impaired child, i'm never at ease. Most days are fine. Some days i'm in despair, panic attack, guilt.. i worry a lot. i have so many questions.
When will Afif talk?
What if Afif can't talk?
Will his future be okay?
Can he make friends?
Can he go to normal school?
More questions than i (or even his therapist) could answer.
The hardest thing is not having or knowing anyone else that have the same experience.
It's just what i need.
Someone who was there, went through what i go through.
Someone who can share what she did. How she did it.
Someone who understands.
We got in touch recently. Alhamdulillah for this new friend.
She said it ain't easy.
She took time off work in the critical years.
She went for seminars/talks/classes. She sent the daughter (who was 2-4 years at that time) to music class, writing class, and various therapies.
She put of having another baby until the daughter is 6 years old.
But now, she said, it's worth it. The daughter is 7 years old and speaking and hearing well.
i'm so amazed at her effort.
i never thought of music class nor writing class for Afif (for God's sake, he's not even 2!)
i never went for talks/seminars/playgroup. Not because i don't want to, because i couldn't find one.
Though i wanted to go someplace else for therapy, i never made the move.
This new info is both a relief and a curse.
Because i feel like i'm not doing enough for my son.
Oh well.
What the use of dwelling.
Now that i know, i'll do a better job.
Must. Find. Music. Class. ASAP.
Must. Find. A. Talk/Seminar. ASAP.
Having blessed with a hearing impaired child, i'm never at ease. Most days are fine. Some days i'm in despair, panic attack, guilt.. i worry a lot. i have so many questions.
When will Afif talk?
What if Afif can't talk?
Will his future be okay?
Can he make friends?
Can he go to normal school?
More questions than i (or even his therapist) could answer.
The hardest thing is not having or knowing anyone else that have the same experience.
i missed Afif's last speech therapy because i had to present in a meeting. i never missed it and God did i feel guilty. Mr. Chenta took him for therapy and he is amazing but you know it's different when you are not there.
Because i'm such a control freak, i emailed his therapist. i can't rest not getting information first hand. Asking this and that. i hope she doesn't find me too bossy and nosey. My prayer has been answered when she gave me a contact number of a mom with a hearing impaired daughter.
It's just what i need.
Someone who was there, went through what i go through.
Someone who can share what she did. How she did it.
Someone who understands.
We got in touch recently. Alhamdulillah for this new friend.
She said it ain't easy.
She took time off work in the critical years.
She went for seminars/talks/classes. She sent the daughter (who was 2-4 years at that time) to music class, writing class, and various therapies.
She put of having another baby until the daughter is 6 years old.
But now, she said, it's worth it. The daughter is 7 years old and speaking and hearing well.
i'm so amazed at her effort.
i never thought of music class nor writing class for Afif (for God's sake, he's not even 2!)
i never went for talks/seminars/playgroup. Not because i don't want to, because i couldn't find one.
Though i wanted to go someplace else for therapy, i never made the move.
This new info is both a relief and a curse.
Because i feel like i'm not doing enough for my son.
Oh well.
What the use of dwelling.
Now that i know, i'll do a better job.
Must. Find. Music. Class. ASAP.
Must. Find. A. Talk/Seminar. ASAP.