Last week was better.
Less fits.
Less anger.
Less overwhelming frustration & panic.
That last one was about me.
First 3 were about Kiahna.
To what do I credit it?
God. Prayers. Promises Kept.
God’s brought us a better, more knowledgeable counselor, and the means to pay for it.
God’s closed the door on one doctor for medication & opened the door for another with much more expertise with K’s disability.
God’s provided a school full of teacher’s and administrator’s who love Kiahna & are doing so much to help her.
God’s giving us (ME) the willpower to remove sugar from our diet, along with food coloring.
God’s teaching me to understand more about how Kiahna’s brain processes the world & alleviating my frustration levels.
God’s created medications that are helping a little bit. Still waiting on Him to open the door with the insurance to approve for the med to be given the way the doctor prescribed & the way that was helping.
Encouraged by K using words to request her preferences rather than just getting angry.
But, realizing that most of the time she still cannot regulate her moods & will take a small issue and make it into s mountain so quickly.
And something that was a small issue one day will be a huge issue the next. Very unpredictable.
We have a long road ahead… one that may last her lifetime in one way or another… but unlike last weekend, this week I’ve had a few glimmers of hope.
God is Good.
Pam