In just about every post I encourage looking inward; looking at yourself; examining what you are doing to fight and control your Diabetes. Today I want to tell you about Joshua.
Joshua, not his real name, is a 2 1/2 yr old boy. His parents cherish him, as I hope all parents adore their children. In him they see the future; laughter; and, are continuing to rediscover the world around them as Joshua discovers it.
Just over seven or eight months ago, Mom was in having a regular appointment with Joshua’s doctor and mentioned a few things she had noticed about Joshua: how he acted around other children; the way he expressed himself; mannerisms she had noticed. The doctor ordered a series of tests and the results came back. Joshua was autistic.
Mom and Dad were crushed as you can imagine. The word alone is conjures up fear and a life of care givers; of potential not realized. But, even though grieving, they set out to get the best care and treatment available for Joshua. They were dedicated to him.
Now, I have to tell you that Mom and Dad had no money and did not come from money. Both of them worked until the day of Joshua’s diagnoses. On that day, Mom quit working a job and started working with Joshua. Dad worked 60 hours a week – and things were still very, very tight. But, getting Joshua the best treatment and therapy was the most important thing in their lives.
And, they found it. They found the agencies and the people. When a therapist did not seem to work well with Joshua, they weren’t afraid to make a change. They worked with him at home to reinforce the therapy. Mom was with Joshua all day. Dad spent the nights with him to reinforce what Joshua was learning.
It was tough. There were two other children. One 16 and one 5 years old. They still needed Mom and Dad, too. To say Mom and Dad were tired all of the time is an understatement. But, they kept at it. Money got really tight. Rent money. Bills. Pressure building around them…but they continued to work with Joshua and love him.
Joshua was continually being tested and evaluated to determine progress. Mom and Dad saw progress over the months. They saw Joshua improving, but did not really understand what was going on; they just knew Joshua was learning to do common tasks.
Then, about a week ago, Dad came into his full-time job a bit late due to another appointment with the Lead Therapist. He stopped and spoke with his Supervisor. With tears in his eyes, Dad told them the Lead Therapist was removing the ‘Autistic’ label; that Joshua had made remarkable progress and he no longer would have that label in his file. Dad and the Supervisor cried together…hugged…and were so very thankful. A weight had been lifted.
Therapy will continue for a while. And, I am sure there will be periodic check-ins. But, I cannot imagine a greater gift than Joshua’s renewed life.
Money is still tight. Will they have a Christmas? I don’t know. But, Mom and Dad cannot imagine a better Christmas.
Take a moment during the holidays to look around. As you battle to control your Diabetes, see others for what and who they are. Battles and silent struggles go on around you everyday. Watch. Look. See what you can do for others; how you might help in some small way. I have found it’s the small touches that mean the most. A word of encouragement. Taking the time to listen. A gentle touch.
Happy Holidays…and may God bless you.
As always, thank you for reading.