Monday, April 6, 2009

Darn that Murphy and his laws!

Two days until Esme's assessment. The assessment we've been waiting almost a year for. The assessment we almost paid 2000 dollars for. The assessment that is now being covered. The assessment that will ideally give us a diagnosis and let us start getting more services, or at least on waiting lists for services. The 2-plus-hour, intensive assessment. Ya, that one.

And guess who's sick.

The "assess-ee" herself, Ezzy.

No appetite.
And... ahemm.... other unmentionable symptoms.

She is in pretty good spirits, so as long as shes not any worse tomorrow, I will go ahead and keep our appointment.

But Esme doesn't like to do anything the easy way.

Life's just too boring that way.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Awwwww stinker!!!
that's a shame for ez and for you. how does one asses a child that is additionally feverish and ticked off about being out and about? is there some sort of statistic mean for that?