Goodbye to Therapy

We saw our longtime physical therapist recently. She’s the one who worked with our family and both of our kids for 3.5 years. We only had a few minutes with her, but it was such a treat to see her face and give her a hug. As we were leaving, I told my husband how sad I was, that it was like leaving a dear friend.

And she is a dear friend. In the best of circumstances, therapists become friends, because they share a family’s goals, they visit a family’s home, and they know a family’s children better than most friends and extended family. Our pt knew nearly everything about our kids, she helped a clueless new mama find her bearings, and she heard all my concerns, complaints, and fears for years. She was encouraging, thoughtful, and central to the success of my kids. There really aren’t words to express my appreciation.

And true to our friendship, she helped me again in just the few minutes we were with her. She took one look at M, who wasn’t walking and was barely talking six months ago when we moved, and she said, “She doesn’t need therapy!” M was racing from one side of the room to the other, tripping over mats and toys. She was falling and popping right up. She was giggling and chattering. She was showing us how she can jump and throw. I said, “We’ve been discussing what to do, because she’s eligible for services until she’s 3. But, she’s come so far in the last few months that we’re not sure she needs any more therapy.” And the one person in the entire world whose opinion on development I trust the most spoke again. “She’s doing everything. I don’t think she needs therapy!”

And with that, I think we’ve made our decision, and after the holidays, I’ll finish the paperwork to end our four years of therapy. It was Christmas in 2010 when I cried to my best friend on the phone that I didn’t think I could go on because I was so overwhelmed, and when I look at these wild kids, I can’t help but be amazed that we’re here at the end of therapy. And I can’t help but be grateful for people who devote their lives to helping children.

Thank you, K. Thank you for everything.

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