Tomorrow I go in to Lidcombe Hospital for a three hour assessment thing for the intensive speech therapy course that I start in February. I gather that they get me to talk a lot, and tape and video me, in order to assess what point I'm at, and what sort of treatment will suit me. Should be a barrel of laughs.
I am simultaneously excited, apprehensive and terrified. I am excited that this whole thing is getting under way after all these years, apprehensive because I don't know what it's all going to entail and what the results will be, and terrified because I'll be facing head on this thing that I've tried to hide from and not deal with.
All that aside, I am happy and really looking forward to getting into it. I'll let you know how this thing tomorrow goes.
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
7 comments:
mucho respect hombre.
I hope it all goes well for you, brother. I used to have a stammering problem like you for a little bit when I was 15, due to the bullying I had at school, and it's hard to live with. The Force be with you! :)
Mum and I will be thinking of you too. Hope it goes well.
I admire your courage - hope it goes well!
hey Ben, I think you've made a good & brave decision. All the best.
I will keep this in my prayers.
Thanks a lot everyone, I really appreciate that.
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