...begins with a single step.
The appointment with Avery's doctor went well today. I quietly explained to the nurse that I wanted to speak with the doctor privately, at first. So she made sure Avery was settled with a movie and I was in a room close to her.
Her doctor started by asking about her lungs and how she has been doing coping with allergy season. He knows her history and this is always his first concern, with her. Then, he asked me what has been going on.
So...I started to cry...
...then, I apologized for the word vomit about to spew out of my mouth...
..and then I laid it all out. All of it. He wrote a lot down, but asked very few questions. Probably because I didn't give him much of a chance...I was talking a mile a minute.
In the end, he said that it is known that preemie births/traumatic births can cause issues later in life. Perhaps this is playing a role. In addition, the stress her body endured during the RSV ordeal could also be playing a part, because of her being on oxygen for so long. He said, honestly, there is no way to know for sure. However, it made me feel better that my suspicions were somewhat validated, before I even voiced that I suspected that these events could have had an impact on her.
He said that there is some obvious frontal lobe immaturity. She lacks the ability to discern right from wrong, as quickly as she should. He said that there is also some emotional development issues, something that you would typically see resolving around 18 months to 2 years of age. As a result, he has referred us to The Children's Center, which is staffed with psychologists and clinical social workers. They will be able to properly evaluate and diagnose her and provide a treatment plan.
I don't know what this will entail and to be honest, I'm completely overwhelmed. I know that I just need to calm down and take it one step at a time, but staring down what may be a long road, is scary. The center only provides care to children ages 0-7, so I'm also left wondering what happens in a year and a half, if we still need help? After establishing a relationship with a therapist, will we be forced to start all over, with a new one?
So many questions, but all I know is this: no matter what it takes, I will do it.