I was so set for our appointment today. Dr. N diagnosed Dom with Aspergers back in January of 2009. Since then we have been back every 4-6 months for checkups where she watches Dom play and interact with us and her. Our last appointment in November went so well, Dom was very outgoing, lovable and well spoken, so i expected todays appointment to go well too, right? WRONG SOOOOOO WRONG!!!
So, we get there and Dom is playing in the waiting room and using his imagination with a kitchen set. And even pretending to make pizza! ( In my head i am saying WTF is the doctor to see how happy and "imaginative" he is - of course she doesnt see that, that would be too easy for us!) Anyways, we get into her little office and we encourage Dom to play with some toys in her toy box, toys from the 1980's btw!
Dom starts playing by dropping a toy on the floor. Dr. N says to be nice to "her toys". Dom then tries to put himself in the box. (which i have never seen him do - of course) and Dr. N says that only hands belong in the box. So then, my little smart ass takes out a big truck and then looks at Dr. N and drops it on the floor for her to see. ( obviously dom was trying to see howmch he could get away with - why me!) So then, Dr N says to Dom that this is just unacceptable behavior. Dom goes and sit downs in the chair and i could see it coming. The moment that i dread most! Meltdown time - dum dum dum
Dom then starts to cry for about 15 minutes, i calm him down and then our time is up! See ya in 6 months! ugh
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