Wednesday is a tough day for me. It’s 2 therapy appointments for Edda and I have to time the eating and the napping just right to pull it off.
For a few weeks now, Edda has been pretty miserable at her physical therapy appointment. In order to make the 12:45 pm appointment, we have to eat lunch at school and then drive straight to the therapy center.
Diane, her therapist, and I discussed moving the standing appointment, but since Diane is one of the few PTs on the island, she was totally booked and changing the schedule would mean switiching a bunch of people around which seemed like a lot of trouble.
So this week, I did something different. I just told Edda many times throughout this morning that today was Wednesday and that right after school, we were going to see Diane and have PT. I told this to her at least 4 times. And you know what? She had a fantastic session! I had never really told her where she was going before and maybe it just freaked her out that we weren’t heading home after school. Or else maybe I just got lucky, who knows.