We’re a crew! – First day of PT

Rob and I took Lola to her first physical therapy visit this morning.  We arrived to a very nondescript looking place and both wondered where the heck we were going. It looked like any other Tico house in Costa Rica and there was no sign stating it was a place for physical therapy.  As we walked in, again I wondered where in the hell Dr. Luna had sent us.  We signed Lola in with the secretary and were told to wait in a little room.  I admit, I was very judgmental.  The room had nothing that looked as if it could help our little girl and my usual panicky self kicked in.  Lola’s name was called and then something miraculous happened.  We walked into this… That’s not a
Continue reading…

PT starts tomorrow and being a parent is tough

Tomorrow Rob and I take Lola in for her first round of physical therapy.  We don’t know what to expect, but in all honesty… I can’t wait for the eye stimulation to begin.  Lola is doing better when it comes to focusing on things, but I long for the day when she looks at me and I mean looks at me.  I recall those days early on in her life and even though she couldn’t see much, I know she was able to see that I was her mama.  But even if her vision stays as it is I know she still knows who I am.   Last night as I was finishing up dinner for the clients, Rob called because Lola was crying hysterically.  She doesn’t do that
Continue reading…