Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Love From Amy's Kitchen

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Years ago when we realized that Noah would have a continual struggle with being  able to eat solid foods we searched out ways that we could make his diet the healthiest that we could to give his brain all the best we could to aid in his continued recovery.  Doctors, dietitians and nutritionists recommended we avoid foods that had artificial dyes, colors, preservatives and ingredients and focus on whole foods that were organic and minimally processed, rich in high naturally occurring fats like whole coconut milk and avocados.  Noah's diet isn't cheap.  His dietary supplements and foods range from Great Lakes Unflavored Gelatin, Nutritional Yeast, Whole Fat Coconut Milk, organic drinks like Organic Valley Fuel, Orgain and Enu - and products insurance won't fund like Real Food Blend's Coconut Calorie Booster.  And these are in addition to the organic baby food pouches that we're still forced to buy when we don't have access to Noah's Vitamix blender - when traveling or at a outdoor summer event during the day - like the zoo.


But we have benefited greatly from a organic line called Amy's Kitchen.  In a pinch if I didn't have time to cook Noah an organic, wholesome meal - I could rely on a frozen Amy's meal or product to blend for Noah.  It's what we blend for him if we are dinning out at a restaurant as a family because restaurants don't blend foods for Noah.  So we have to blend them from home and take his food in a thermos to our destination.  When we heard that Amy's opened up the very first organic drive thru restaurant in California this summer we were so excited because we have great hopes that Amy's will spread like wildfire and that we'll have them here in Colorado soon too.  I'm rather dependent on drive thrus - especially during winter months when unloading a wheelchair in bad weather isn't favorable, and Noah if he gets out of the car at any food establishment he expects to eat - I can't just go in pick it up and load him back up - he'd pitch a huge screaming fit.  So a organic drive thru sounds like music to my ears.

I had inquired with Amy's on the intent for their drive thru restaurant plans in our state, and explained Noah's great love of Amy's, and they sent him the sweetest little food care package in the mail.  Goodies of all kinds, a shirt that is so adorable, candy bars (that I didn't even know they had!), cute magnets and pins, and some canned soups which will be wonderful for fall and winter meals for him, and some coupons for frozen meals - which will be so super as he could eat the Pesto Tortillini all day long and never get bored.  And Luke always must have a stock of Amy's Cheese Pizza Snacks (his primary lunch request.)  And Amy's makes the very best macaroni and cheese! It was the sweetest gift for Noah ever.  And he's been enjoying all his goodies.


I was even lucky enough to run into a representative at Vitamin Cottage who gave Luke a magnet and said they hope to put in an Amy's drive thru in a few years.  Unfortunately it sounds like they'll build it in Boulder first, which would be a 25-30 minute drive from us one way, but I still have my fingers and toes crossed that Amy's will be everywhere with a little time.  I have a feeling it's going to gain in popularity by leaps and bounds. 

Amy's is such a lovely company that is really true to their values and commitment to customers.  We got to sample some new products in Noah's gift basket - they have the very best Biscotti I have ever tasted.  Sometimes Biscotti can be super hard and crunchy.  So much so it requires a cup of coffee to dip it in just to even chew it.  But Amy's is flaky and light and has just the right amount of orange in it and is perfectly paired with a nice cup of tea and will be great for the cool fall days ahead.  They also make a chocolate version which I can't wait to find.  And bonus they are also gluten free!  Which we are experimenting with for Noah and have found reducing gluten for Noah has made a little bit of difference with skin rashes and overall moods.  Metabolizing peptides found in gluten can cause problems for medically fragile children and those with Autism because these proteins fail to break down properly for their particular brain chemistry. 

Amy's also is now making a line of organic non-dairy frozen deserts using coconut milks.  Which I hope to also be able to find in stores soon for Noah.  He is a child that certainly enjoys his sweet treats several times a day.  You'd think the child would be overweight with the volume he eats, but he moves so frequently he burns it off faster than he can pack it on.  We hope to put grocery store gift cards on Noah's wishlist so he can stock up on Amy's for the winter!

There are lots of children like Noah that are forced to be on specialized diets to give their brain the optimum potential to thrive, recover and build new pathways.  Diet is a big neurological consideration and component when you have a child with special needs.  And everything about Amy's is simply a superb recipe for good health and good food.  A big thanks to Amy's for caring so much, and sending Noah love.  

Love,



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Monday, August 24, 2015

The Noah Mobile

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A year ago we were forced to find a way to take on a very large and difficult loan to obtain a handicapped accessible vehicle for Noah.  We were unable to find any help - donations and fundraisers were unsuccessful. But we were at a point where we couldn't get any of Noah's equipment in a vehicle and he is almost 7 and getting heavy to lift in and out of a car seat.  We were falling with him getting out of the car injuring him and ourselves, and maneuvering spastic stiff legs and arms out of a small car seat, and trying to get Noah to duck his head in and out each time was just proving to be too much for us.   It's just a fact of life that all families face when you have a child or family in a wheelchair.  You only have a little window of time to figure out transportation difficulties.

We purchased a used Dodge Grand Caravan with a manual ramp, and a jumper seat since Luke is still in a car seat.  The manual ramp and high miles knocked down the price a tad, but not enough to get it under $40,000.  It was the best we could do under the circumstances.  We decided to work through a car broker to assist us with the process as dealing with car dealerships directly is its own challenging process.  And I found myself with little patience for the sticker price tag game.  And dealerships are great about showing you things and making you fall in love with them and then slamming you with a purchase price that you can't reach.  Using a broker was just easier for me to negotiate the terms - and in helping us find a lender which was no easy feat.   When you have a child like Noah your debt to income ratio - is a joke.   But these are our truths, and I'm not ashamed to talk about them.   It's as honest, and real as I can be about it.  This is the reality for most families in the same position we are.   There were far more lenders that turned us down and only one that was willing to extend us a loan - and in which case there are conditions like higher interest rates and long-term loans.  And our monthly payment is like paying half of a mortgage.


But by the grace of God, we found a way to drive it home.  A year later the ripple effects of such a financial purchase still is proving to be difficult.  It has meant at times that we've had to seek help with groceries and necessities and that we've had to quit many of Noah's out of pocket therapies that we can no longer financially afford.  When you are between a rock and a hard place you just do what you have to do.  It's not a perfect solution by any means.  But we just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

I had a sweet lady at a store tell me the other day that she feels that she's become a better person for knowing me and me sharing Noah's story a little bit each time that I come in.  That I've changed her and that I've given her inspiration through my positivity in light of the continual hardships that this journey throws my way.  And that in itself was a gift, to know that you can shine this bright light for others and be as happy as one can be despite the struggles.  I suppose that's all that I can hope for is that I can be an example of how to keep on going - no matter what life throws my way.   My mother must feel the same way as she shares the story of Job with me often likely as a reminder for me not to lose my faith during this hard journey.

For those of you who aren't familiar with Job in the Bible:
"Job is presented as a good and prosperous family man who is beset with horrendous disasters that take away all that he holds dear, including his offspring, his health, and his property. He struggles to understand his situation and begins a search for the answers to his difficulties. Despite his difficult circumstances, he did not curse God, but rather cursed the day of his birth. And although he anguished over his plight, he stopped short of accusing God of injustice."


We decided it was time to fully celebrate Noah's ride.  We had a lovely lady named Melissa that we met this summer who made magnets for Noah's vehicle, and the back has two magnet signs so first responders can recognize that we have a child with special needs in the vehicle in the event of an emergency.  We are grateful and humbly blessed that we were able to be able to obtain this vehicle for Noah - no matter how difficult it is.


He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed
, miracles that cannot be counted. Job 5:9


Love,



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Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Unexpected Conversations

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Fall feels in the air.  A different kind of cool and crisp few days with drizzles of rain.  Stores already lining up their pumpkin products, it all points to the end of summer.  I had to pick up some meds at the pharmacy for Noah.  I wasn't feeling like being sprinkled on by mother nature so I chose the drive thru.  All was going just fine until the $2.99 that I had to pay out of pocket for bubble gum flavoring blew away with wind before the pharmacist could suck it back through her little metal box, and then me momentarily forgetting I didn't have the car in park before I opened the car door to chase those three dollars.  You know... life's fumbles.  I'm human.  If anything it gave the six cars behind me a fantastic grand laugh. 

I thought I owed myself a decaf coffee after my eventful drive thru experience.  So I booked it for Starbucks which was right next door.  I had exactly $5 left to my name and I was willing to splurge.  Warm heaven in a cup would surely make me forget about the drive thru and all that had gone on in a day.  I parked my vehicle next to a car who had already parked.  The driver of the other car and myself both exited our cars basically at the same time, although I made it into Starbucks a handful of seconds maybe before he did, simply because I walk fast to get things done quickly.  When he met me inside he was upset and demanded to know if I expected him to "re-park" because my van has a sticker on Noah's side door that says you cannot park within eight feet of my vehicle.  Something that automatically came with the vehicle - as most do when you have a ramp from the dealership. 

I tried to explain to him that he didn't need to re-park, and that I am not legally permitted to park in a handicapped parking spot if my son is not in the car with me.  That I must park in a regular parking spot and when I do so people are allowed to park within regular distance.  He didn't understand.  His jaw was gaping open.  He still was rather disgusted that he thought he needed to park 8 feet away from me.  He proceeded to say it was an "unfair expectation" for other drivers who could park next to me.  I again tried to explain to no avail.  I even tried to compliment him - "hey, it's wonderful you even noticed that sticker most people don't."  Nope.  That didn't work either. 

Can't knock a girl for trying.  Sigh.  Guess it just wasn't my night.  Sometimes that happens.  I collected my extra hot decaf white mocha latte with whip and tried to scurry quickly away from him, I could feel the heat of his unpleasant stares hitting my back.  I hung my head in disbelief that no matter how I tried to communicate with him that I was unsuccessful in getting him to understand the point of that sign.  I probably would have been better off to tell him that the sign indeed did mean that he needed to get a minimum of eight feet away from my car and to do it as fast as possible because my car could blow his up otherwise.  Then maybe that all would have made better sense. 

"Most people don't listen with the intent to understand, they listen with the intent to reply." Stephen Covey

 
Love,



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Saturday, August 15, 2015

Broken Bridges

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I have done everything I can to fight to access Noah's Medicaid and CES Waiver benefits.  I've coordinated meetings with the State,  I've contacted advocacy groups I believed might aid and be by my side, I've consulted with the universe on how to get out of this perpetual cycle of just special needs denial shit, and to no avail.  I've had some stupid fantasy that little ol' me could change things for the better, that if I fought hard enough and stood up for what's right and true, then somehow I'd be able to help Noah and all those like him.   But the joke is on me, really.  As I've done nothing to build a bridge between government agencies and families.   And I'm rather done.  There is no point.  Wasted efforts on my part.   No one wants to back me, no one wants to fight in my corner.  Even other special needs parents even are flaky at best on their interests to participate in change.  I've become a secret confidant for many families who complain openly about a broken system that is failing our children, some sharing their accessibility to benefits where others are denied, but mostly everyone wants me to be the ring leader- just letting me do the work on everyone else's behalf.   And everyone plays this artificial game in person - the fake let's work together crap.  It's a lie.  To your face it's always a lie.  They simply tell you what sounds good in the moment to pacify you in a meeting.  They are complete and utter snakes in the grass. 

After months of fighting (because these things literally are the most time consuming aspects to special needs parenting), Noah received an APPROVAL for sensory clothing.  Clothing that had been deemed a medical necessity to assist him and recommended that he needed by a physician.  Noah has severe nummular eczema and extreme sensory sensitivities to clothing textures and things with seams as a result of his sensory processing disorder.   The medical necessity paperwork was in was then turned over to Noah's county services who sat on it for a period of time (as they naturally do), then they came back with their research figures of comparison clothing from Target and Kohl's, which wasn't even a fair comparison as you can't buy sensory clothing at either store and the material and construction are far different and the prices are reflective of that.  Yet, the dispute was that they wanted me to give them a check in an amount they seemed fit that I would pay to them for what they deemed should be my portion.  (Which was an undisclosed portion that no one was willing to discuss to this day I don't even have an idea of that that amount would have been because communication between CCB's, families and the State is extremely poor).  I challenged that giving any amount of money to the State for benefits they were supposed to be helping Noah with sounded a bit backwards. I attended a State meeting in hopes of "building a bridge" for Noah and for other families walking in my footsteps, the State still APPROVED the sensory clothing request and then asked me to send them how much I spent on Noah's clothing for one year.  Which was rounded is $82 because I'm forced to shop at Walmart for $3.88 shirts and pants if I can clothe either of my children.   It was my understanding that by sending them that information they'd deduct my portion of Noah's clothing costs $82, and then the State would assist with the difference.  A compromise I was willing to make even though I had evidence that other families and different CCB's did not require families to pay a portion to access adaptive clothing benefits.  But I was willing to try to meet them half way, as unfair as I still felt it was.  

The mutual agreement reached was really that the State had to assign parental responsibility of clothing costs to some amount and I simply needed to tell them what we spend yearly in Noah's clothing.   But what the State then decided was that they'd assess a 50/50 assignment of costs.  So what that means is that sensory socks valued at $75, our portion would be half around $40 with tax and shipping and socks alone on our assessed half would be half of what we're capable of spending yearly for Noah.  When I challenged the State's decision of a 50/50 financial division of up to $600 (which would mean we'd have to match that out of pocket $600) ourselves - they came back and decided to change their minds, revoke the approval and enter a complete denial.

With a cute little cold encrypted email message that was essentially a dare... to appeal it. 

"You are correct in your assessment that there is “nothing in any written literature that outlines this 50 percent guideline that you've just determined”. Because there are no guidelines in rule the decision must be to approve or deny. I reviewed this request with my Program Services team once again.
 
After careful re-consideration of your request for clothing to be purchased through the Home and Community Based Services Waiver-Specialized Medical Equipment and Supplies, the request is denied."

A spiteful move and an obvious exercise of abuse of power on their part because I challenged their logic, and pointed out that they were assigning this rule solely to Noah's case when it wasn't universal for other families, which they didn't like and clearly we're in penalty phase.   This is how it works when you try every angle.  You're still going to come up the loser.  And the State will find a way of imposing a consequence for speaking up and challenging them.   Does anyone care?  Nope not so much.   Even other special needs parents talk a good game; "hey were in your corner"  But I'm still looking no one is in my corner.  They've all given up, and really are using me as the special needs community's mouth piece.   I'm the only fool fighting the front lines BY MYSELF with the belief that I can change it all and make the world a better place for children like Noah.   But, I'm really doing nothing except spinning my wheels and exhausting my energy and obviously agitating the State enough that they're having a blast denying all that they possibly can for Noah. I'm done trying to building bridges.  The State although willing to grant you an approval (with stipulations and conditions that ONLY apply to Noah and no other child in the State) - but wait don't challenge us because we'll penalize you to put you in your place and then change our minds to show you we can and deny it, unless you keep silent and agree to it.

So now what? I'll have to spend hours drafting another appeal and then I get to hope that I get a Judge that sees through this really bad game playing with me and again re-approves it, only for the State to file their "Exception to Initial Decision." which the only way around that is to hire an attorney (even the word attorney gags me at this point in my life as poor Noah has had more represent his interests than I can even count on one hand) not to mention that I don't have the money to pay for a retainer and assume legal costs again to file in District Court once they've done that to me.  And we know first hand what it's like to be slapped with a judgment as a result of a court loss.  Raise your hand if you think this is all fair?  And we are just one family - and one child that this is happening to.  There are MILLIONS of us, suffering because of crap like this.  And no one hears us.  We are so silenced, we are have no where to turn and we're just trying to help our children because there is no other way to do so when the costs of special needs parenting force you into bankruptcy.

There are already other appeals for Noah pending.  Noah's appeal for pillowcases for the anti-suffocation pillows that the state APPROVED, but then denies the pillowcases for them to be functional is coming up on September 2nd so I can win to have that reversed too.   Because this is how to works.  One has to wonder why we even file appeals, as the State has the ability to get around any potential win and Judge's order (which blows my mind that it is even allowed under the Law to so easily overturn a Judge's ruling), so they have no fear.   And this my friends is honestly how this all works.  And if you don't have a child with severe and extensive disability needs I think you should count your blessings and then re-count them again and again because this his is no cake walk.

Love,



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San Antonio: The Riverwalk

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It was to be our last morning in San Antonio.  With only a few hours to play around with before needing to be at the airport, we decided to drive over to the Rivercenter Mall which allows you access to the Riverwalk.   The Riverwalk has this cool ambiance to it.  Then you add these little restaurants that sit riverside and you start imagining yourself dinning peacefully and watching the world go by.   Someday that still would be cool to do, but we just walked it - or as far as we really could with the time we had.  It's quite the distance.

They do have tour boats that go up and down but not one of them from what I could tell could accommodate a wheelchair.   But I really enjoyed the walk. There are interesting people to meet along the way - which is kind of how I like life to be.  You never know who's meant to cross your path or bring you a message that you need to hear.   There was a homeless man, sitting on one of the garden lawn edges who had a wrapped up beer can partially covered by a brown paper bag.  Such a sweet and pleasant man.  Who was so complimentary and kind to Noah as we were walking.  Sometimes those who have the hardest journey in life turn out to be those who can recognize and appreciate other types of struggles.  He wanted to make sure we had seen the best that Texas had to offer and had hoped that we were able to see the Alamo.  He had a good heart.  We wished him well and kept walking.   I'm sure not many people stop to chat with him.   It's likely as taboo to be homeless as some perceive it is to have a disabled child. 

Many restaurants invited us in to dine with them on the water's edge.  I wanted so badly to take them up on their offers, but time simply didn't permit.  But, I'm glad they approached us, knowing we'd need to carry Noah's wheelchair in some cases up a few steps in order to dine with many of them, they didn't think twice about asking us.  Maintenance boats and workers that maintain the Riverwalk's greenery were also very polite and kind, moving their hoses out of the way so Noah's wheelchair could easily go by.  Even other people across the pond enjoying brunch would wave to us as if they'd always known us. 

It's a really beautiful thing to feel like you're seen.   There are a lot of times when you feel invisible to the world.  I can go to Target or or to the grocery store and people will either do their best to look away or you can't get them to stop staring.  Being approached and spoken to doesn't happen as much as you might think it does.  Let alone a stranger waving to you just because they are making kind bodily gesture to say hello.   There is also some rich history along the Riverwalk which I loved.  Many buildings with signs that told their stories.   Many rusted and worn from age, but still hanging strong. 


The water was an interesting shade of algae green.  And occasionally you could peak through the green to see a plastic spoon or a piece of trash, but for the most part it looked like the maintenance crew did an excellent job of cleaning and maintaining the river.  It's a peaceful walk, and Noah loved it.  He's very much an outdoor individual.   There was a costume convention going on the day that we were leaving so the boys were greeted with some very interesting characters - Star Wars, Disney,.... things with glitter and tails and horns... oh my.   But colorful people that we welcomed on our path too.  Some even were kind enough to pose for pictures. 


Then we got an exciting phone call that the family we had wanted to badly to meet had come to the mall so we could say a quick hello before we had to leave for home.  That was a really fast walk back, because we were eager to see them for as long as we could.  We had connected with this family sometime ago through special needs groups and resources.  They are the sweetest family you could ever imagine.  Sammi is just a pinch younger than Noah and has a different diagnosis.  She has Osteogenesis Imperfecta  (OI).  But nothing stops her.  She has the most precious spirit you could ever imagine.   She is a child that when you are around her, she makes you feel nothing but joy and happiness.  She's got spunk and this incredible energy that lights up when you're around her.  She's so much fun and she made me smile and laugh.  And she has the perfect older brother, John and sister, Sarah.  Kind, tender and super polite and helpful.  They are such a beautiful family, and meeting them was the best gift before we left.  And it really made the trip feel full circle and complete. 


Sammi is getting a power wheelchair soon.  Her mom and I spoke briefly about the financial challenges of trying to afford a handicapped accessible van.  It's not easy - not easy at all.  I wanted so badly to hand her the keys to the rental van that had been provided to us on the trip and say drive us to the airport and then it's yours.  I know that kind of need, I know that kind of struggle and trying to figure out how to make it all work.   My heart still now that I'm home I keeps thinking about how can I do more to help them.  They are so deserving of good things to come their way.  And this endless cycle that all of us do to try to figure out ways to financially help our children.  It's a very painful place to be as a parent.  Knowing there are so many things that your child needs for their daily living and that would make the world of difference in their quality of life - but you fail to be able to access it because it's always of reach.  Imagine walking up each morning feeling that defeated.   We do the best we can do in the moment - but a handicapped van - and  ramp just to allow your child to go to the mall or a grocery store, or see the world... I keep thinking if I pray hard enough on it that Sammi will get her van, somehow, someway that precious little girl and her family see some wonderful and amazing things come their way.  I love them.  I hope I get the chance to get back to San Antonio someday to be able to spend more time with them.

We soaked up our handful of maybe 20-30 minutes at the Disney Store together, we said our goodbyes, I wanted to hug Sammi, but us special needs moms know we have this unspoken pact that we don't touch each other's kids because we understand how medically fragile they are and GERMS!!!!  So we do that kind of we'll see you around virtual hug kind of thing.  It doesn't matter what the diagnosis or condition that our children have, we recognize our lives mirroring each other.  Our worries, our fears, our greatest joys, the pain and incredible beauty we get to experience each day with these amazing souls - we know it because they live it too. 

We headed back to the hotel and quickly checked out and headed to the airport.  We got a bit lost trying to find our departure pull-up, but our hosts were there to rescue us and guide us the rest of the way.  I didn't want to leave.  For just a few short days they not only gifted Noah with this beautiful vacation but they gave me so much peace from the daily strains and struggles that come along with special needs parenting.  I pray they are blessed a thousand times over for what they are doing for families like ours.

Love,




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Wednesday, August 12, 2015

San Antonio: The Aquarium & Sea World

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Noah was blessed with a surprise visit to The San Antonio & Aquarium and Sea World.  He had been telling his speech therapist for weeks that he has wanted to see a dolphin and visit the beach.  So we were exceptionally excited to be able to make one of his dreams come true.  Sometimes surprise blessings turn out to be the things that take up the most room in your heart.  There is something to be said for the unexpected coming your way.   And I never thought not in a million years that Noah would ever get to see a dolphin in his lifetime - no matter how many times he told his speech therapist he needed to see one. 

The San Antonio aquarium was easy to find.  It has a little splash park right before the front entrance which feels rather necessary with the Texas heat and humidity.  While, I'm used to some hot temperatures combine that with humidity and it's a whole other weather beast!   Surprisingly, the one I was most worried about - being Noah with no ability to self-regulate temperature did very well with that Geleeo liner in his wheelchair.  We still did have to occasionally seek some shelter and time out from the heat, but overall he trooped right through it.   Our aquarium here at home is very different - so we were so surprised when we turned the corner of the entrance to see a complete exhibit of life-sized dinosaur robots that actually roared.   It scared Luke so bad because he thought they were real.  And they did look pretty real.  And they sounded pretty real too.  A very cool exhibit - especially for little ones.   Noah kind of looked at the dinosaurs like he was calling their bluff - his eyes said it all:  I know they aren't real.    But he still thought they were neat.


The aquarium was very disabled friendly with a ramp to the main features.  Which was wonderful.  Sometimes you go to a new place a little nervous about if it's wheelchair capable.  And it was great.   It's a smaller aquarium but still so much fun.  It had fish, birds, snakes, spiders... mixed in baby stingrays, and turtles.   All the things that little boys just adore.   Noah loves seeing new things and especially loved it when his dad took him out of his wheelchair and took him up the stairs to look at the aquarium tank from up above.   Views that Noah doesn't normally get to see unless we are his legs.   He absorbed the moment draped over his daddy's shoulder.

Luke, being the incredible little brother that he is, even handpicked some special 3D books that made noise and told us we had to buy them for Noah.  He's so sweet like that, but I must really teach him soon how to assess price tags on things!   Insistent that Noah needed it we took it to the cashier and it found it's way to our suitcase.  Chris and I just looked at each other and shrugged - we were building memories and this isn't something we get to do everyday. 

After the Aquarium we made our way to meet our hosts to pick up tickets for Sea World.  Even typing it, I'm like pinch me.  Sea World.  For REAL!   Yep, we made it all the way there.  And here is the best part:  They arranged for Noah to have a meet and greet with a dolphin!
We stopped to have a quick lunch.  There are some familiar food chains in Texas, but a lot of things at the same time that we were unfamiliar with and don't have here.   We decided to stop at a place called Luby's for lunch.  A Cafeteria style place.  It was really fun, we've never been able to dine out at a place like that with Noah.  We've thought about it.  But, what has held us back is how to you juggle holding a food tray and pushing a wheelchair.  But, we braved it in the name of new experiences.   We probably hadn't been in there more than 2 minutes before someone greeted us and held our trays for us as we went down the food line and picked out our lunch.  We didn't even ask for help.  I think that's the biggest thing - I always welcome the help, in fact many times I flat our crave it.  But I feel immense guilt if I were to ask for it.  So when someone instantly recognizes I need a hand and is there for me, I want to literally wrap both my arms around them and hug them, and try to make instant friends for life. 

The food was great, and they had Noah's favorite - cheesecake.  Everyone was super friendly and spoke to him too, which made my heart smile.  I love it when people can see a little boy - and not a little boy in a wheelchair who can't talk back.  Texas is exceptional like that.  A very friendly and loving State - hands down I wish it was a bit more like that here.  While we still have our occasional good people out our way, it's not to the degree of hospitality and friendliness that Texas has.


We ate our lunch and soaked up all the hydration we could get and headed out to Sea World for our adventures.  Sea World is huge.  And I mean really huge.  The parking lot alone I think blew my mind.  I don't think we have any attraction out there quite that big.  All of the handicapped parking was taken.  So we unloaded Noah and then had his daddy find any parking spot he could find.  It was really the only option when you need ramp access.  I was a tad worried that Sea World would not allow Noah's juices and foods through the gate and they don't permit outside food and drink.  Although they did check his bag they didn't mention a thing and let us through.  Which was kind of them.  I always feel like I'm on guard to defend Noah's needs.  What a relief.  Everything was just perfect. 

The heat was really hot, and a blower mist fan we had bought at our local zoo for Noah died literally not even 5 minutes into Sea World.  I still don't know what was wrong with it, but thank goodness we spotted a Shamu spray/mist fan and we gladly forked over money for it.  It was HOT!  We had no idea where we were going.  We looked the map and kind of just went with a path that led us to the Orca Whale Show!   We were blessed to have reserved seating so Noah could see well - even in his wheelchair.   It's amazing how big Orca Whales really are.  Massive.   You always think well they're big - but never that big.   Noah was glued to the tank and had his classic giggle and smile.  Luke was so in awe that I'd ask him a question and he wouldn't respond because he was so absorbed in what he was seeing.   It was a really great show, just the right amount of time - about 15 minutes, not too long, not too short.  We decided we needed something to keep Noah hydrated so we grabbed a frozen lemonaide and tried to feed it to Noah.  First time he's ever had a frozen lemonaide and he loved it.  We could not spoon it fast enough for him.  Which made keeping him hydrated a thousand times easier.

We still had to catch some shade when we could and go into gift shops here and there to give us some relief, but Noah didn't even demonstrate any kind of signs of heat problems in his skin tone and face.  We had a little bit of a walk to the Dolphin Cove, and met with a very nice man who coordinated Noah's Dolphin visit.   Other staff kept the other dolphins busy, while one named Nellie was isolated to play with Noah.  She was really sweet and very friendly.  Noah and Luke were able to feed her fish and pet her.  You'd think that a Dolphin would feel a bit like a fish - on the slimy side - but not at all, a hard like surface much like touching our skin, dry and hard.  I think Noah didn't even know what to do he was beyond excited.  Nellie playfully splashed and waved to us goodbye.  It was a truly special moment.  And something I know that Noah and Luke will never forget. 

In fact, since we've been back Luke keeps telling us each morning he's ready to go to Sea World and Noah won't stop migrating towards his stuffed dolphin - a gift from the Sea World staff for Noah.  Sea World certainly captured their interests.  We were worried we'd be stuck in rush hour traffic to find a place to eat so we opted to stay at Sea World to eat.  It's really expensive to eat at Sea World and I'm not sure I'd advise it - unless you're in a position like we were and kind of had to.
You can watch the video of Noah's special day here:



We headed back to the car, from a beautiful experience and day.  I almost wish it didn't have to end.  I value these special moments that we can enjoy as a family.  We knew that our travels were coming to an end.  The next day we were scheduled to hop a plane for home.  We knew we'd need a little bit of an activity to keep Noah occupied before checking out of the hotel so we opted to drive up the Rivercenter Mall and walk the Riverwalk  and meet another special needs family that I've come to know and adore that live in San Antonio.  

When you meet a special needs family for the first time, it's not the whole book - just the first page and another chapter waiting to be written.

Love,



Noah's Miracle by Stacy Warden is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

San Antonio: CRIT USA & Soluna

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Right across the street from Morgan's Wonderland is a new therapy center called CRIT USA (Children's Rehabilitation Institute of Teleton.)  It almost feels like it really shares the same parking lot with Morgan's with Morgan's Academy in the middle (a middle and high school for children with special needs).  CRIT USA is a really large therapy center so you can't miss it from the street.   It opened in November of 2014 and is a 45,000 square foot state of the art facility that cost 18 million dollars to build.   I had the opportunity to schedule a tour while in San Antonio to view it.  I was in awe of it.  From the moment you walk in the doors you can very much tell how unique of a therapy center it truly is.  I've been in a lot of therapy centers and have seen nothing even close to this before.  

What makes this therapy center even more unique is how it accommodates providing therapy to children with relying on help from financial donors to ensure that every child can participate in therapy with a sliding scale of $1-$20 per therapy.  If you have a child with special needs you probably just fainted when I told you that amazing fact.  No insurance?  No medical necessity approval?  No PAR's?  No restorative potential questions?  None of it.  Your child needs therapy and you can't afford it - end of story this is the place you make a mad dash to.  Treating children with special needs has become a million dollar industry, with equipment and therapy costs not covered by insurance parents are draining all of their resources to offer their children a chance at recovery and a quality of life.  So just imagine if there was a place (and I'm telling you that there is) where those worries were taken care of? 

CRIT USA is extremely clean.  Hand sanitizing stations line the facility, the floors are clean, the walls are clean, chairs and tables all clean.  I even witnessed therapy mats being cleaned after each use.  Extremely important when you are dealing with medically fragile children.   They have all the traditional therapies; Physical Therapy, Occupational Therapy; Speech Therapy, mixed in with some great new technology Lokomat, which is like a robotic outfit that assists with weight bearing, standing and patterning of walking.  Children walk while engaging in interactive games and dance programs on a screen in front of them.

They also have a beautiful sensory room for therapy, and likely the most gorgeous warm water pool I have ever laid my eyes on.  I didn't even know what to do with myself I kept thinking someone just pinch me I'm dreaming as you'd never guess that something like this existed, let alone all children with special needs be able to access it.  Most families in fact come from out of state (families from 38 states have so far traveled for therapy), and spend about 2 weeks each stay, with room and board generally at the Ronald McDonald house, or by stating with other families that they have connected with that live locally in the area.  And families come a few times yearly.  That of course is the hardest part would be traveling for therapy, and in our case really hard as it takes two parents to travel with Noah because of his high needs and taking 6- 8 weeks off from your employer isn't going to be possible for most people yearly.  Ideally the center has the potential to be so highly beneficial for children that you'd want to take your child multiple times weekly, year round.

A large physical therapy area had really nice and new adaptive equipment.  Various styles of gait trainers, standers, even recreational adaptive bikes.  Tons of money just in equipment alone - to use while there lined up neatly, nicely and again very clean in a row.  It was like a gorgeous show room of equipment.  They have a really quaint and quiet parent's room where you can wait during therapies or take a moment to rest, clean restrooms with adequate changing spaces, activities for siblings and recreational activities through the week for children to participate in, they have their very own complete medical staff of neurologists, psychologists  and nutritionists to accompany their team of therapists.  It's just beautiful. 

The concept of CRIT is something that I celebrate and admire greatly.  Sometimes it feels like everyone is standing in line to just take advantage of an already bad situation financially with special needs families.  CRIT even has what they call a "shop"  but you go in and get what you need.  Pre-loved items, new diapers... it's all there to help you along your stay at no cost.  You go in and get what you need.   CRIT has the right idea 100 percent.  They are giving so many children a real chance at help because they aren't charging these families an arm and a leg for help.  Generous donors are paving the way for possibilities for all of these children.  And I'm all for telling insurance companies they can go hug a rock - most of the time that avenue feels worthless anyway.

There was also a beautiful sense of community as you walked the halls.  Other parents openly saying hello, smiling, waiving.  It was certainly friendly, warm and welcoming.  I hope CRIT USA expands, I'd love it if they planted one in Colorado.  While predominately a Spanish/American facility it accommodates and services all children with special needs and nationalities.   If you are in the San Antonio area this center is definitely worth scheduling a tour/visit to determine if you think it is a good match for your child's needs.  If nothing else your jaw will drop from all the fancy technology and resources it has to offer.   This center gets a high five and a fist bump!  It is amazing.

After our tour we met the co-founders of Project Angel Fares for dinner at at wonderful restaurant called Soluna.  Texas has amazing Mexican food.  A really pretty restaurant with incredible plants and flowers.  We were greeted by Melissa and Kevin's son, Dylan.  He gave us the biggest hug.  A truly sweet and special young man.  I could tell in his genuine hug that he is going to grow up in his parent's footsteps and do amazing acts of random kindness.   He had such a tender way about him for his young age.  Our hosts could not have been more lovely and true to their mission of helping children and families on the special needs journey.   They have a sincere and honest passion, the kind of people when you are around them that inspires you personally to find ways of doing more - giving back more, helping more - being everything you can be to be that guiding light for someone else trying to find their way out of the darkness.

Dinner was scrumptious, and I think that Soluna had the best guacamole and queso that I have ever had.  The presentation of food was just lovely.  Comfort food at it's best.   A must dine place if you are visiting San Antonio.  After dinner we headed back to the hotel for the comforts of some great complimentary water and got some rest for our surprise visit to the San Antonio Aquarium and Sea World!!!! 

Love,



Noah's Miracle by Stacy Warden is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.