They weren't joking when they said they wanted a OT out here, asap.
On Monday, DS will be officially evaluated, and from my understanding, we'll either be able to say "Nothing's wrong" or we'll have a diagnosis of some sort.
The day before my birthday. I don't know whether to laugh or cry at the irony. I suppose I'll figure it out at the end of that day.
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