A Hard Day

Today I took Abby to London to see a child psychiatrist, something she has been on a waiting list for almost a year. We have had lots of challenges with Abby and her autism. We had no idea of how the appointment would go. Would Abby be charming and pleasant, impressing the people examining her and giving the impression of everything being alright? It ended up that Abby showed them exactly what she was like, revealing her frustrations and behaviors. The doctor commented that she was "remarkably disabled." He also conformed what we had suspected, that Abby is developmentally disabled (mentally retarded). We knew in our hearts that she would fall into that category but it was still hard to hear the words. It was a hard day for our family but we continue to trust in God for strength. Our prayer is that this appointment will open up more doors for treatment and help for Abby.