No News is Good News?

It was business as usual this morning when we got up today. I guess Dave forgot all about not wanting me to come to therapy with him because he let me come with him as per normal. That's always a little frustrating for me. I haven't forgotten about the events of the day before, and Dave is genuinely and honestly no longer thinking about it. He's moved on completely.

We spent half Dave's therapy hour working on his various exercises, and half the hour trying to get people to call us back. I'm getting pretty frustrated with the clinics that Dr. Lalonde wants me to call. They refuse to return my calls, and never answer their phones. I honestly don't know how I'm supposed to get Dave the appointments he needs when they won't work with me. I have literally called five times every morning for the last two weeks and left approximately twelve messages requesting an appointment. I don't want to say I'm inches from giving up, but I'm definitely getting discouraged. I called Dr. Lalonde and asked for his advice. I'm still waiting to hear back from him.

The rest of the evening has been pretty quiet. We had dinner over the American Idol finale. Go David! I've not done much else to be honest with you. Dave's been doing speech exercises while I supervise, and play a few computer games in between. I'm hoping to watch PS I Love You tonight when the house settles down a bit.. but from there, no plans.

We're all kind of waiting around for the arrival of my step nephew tonight, (Dalton). His parents decided to go out of town on another spontaneous vacation, and they're leaving him with us for the next FOUR days. I'm a little leery about it.. he likes to park himself at my elbow and ask me questions about every move I make, however obvious they may be. I don't know that I'm looking forward to it.

Thank You for joining us tonight, and until next time, Much Love, Many Hugs, and Good Night to You All.