A Session With the Feeding Therapist

I didn't even know that there's such a thing. I've heard of Occupational Therapists, and apparently FT (Feeding Therapist) is a sub-specialization of OT.

So Erin arrived at 10AM last Saturday, in time for Bambino's supposed breakfast - if he eats at all. He would usually just sit on his chair and play with his dry cereal, toss occasional pieces into his mouth, and when he gets bored with them, throws them on the floor to the dog. That last one which involves the dog is the highlight of his breakfast.






So Erin observed all these while asking me and Hubby all sorts of questions from her checklist. She did say, to our delight, that Bambino isn't as complicated a case as she initially expected. She acknowledged, though, that there is work to be done.




With the State of California's empty coffers and budget cuts all over, Erin couldn't tell how soon Bambino will get the services he requires, which includes a Nutritionist and Speech Therapist, but she promised to expedite her report and hopefully, the approval.