My wee one's speech therapy finished this morning at last!! She was officially discharged. Well done! (Actually, I was given a choice to either discharge her or go for another review.) It took about 2.5 years to finish, but for the last 1.5 years she attended only review sessions every 3-6 months. Just hope my girl won't start demanding to go and see her favourite speech therapists so that she could get pretty stickers.
She could have been OK without the therapy, because her case wasn't serious and also because I can teach her how to pronounce certain sounds with my phonetic knowledge. But children learn anything 1000 times more easily when their parents are not their teachers. So, I was right to ask for the therapy.
The service was always brilliant and I have nothing to complain about. Except for the student therapist's clothes, which were trendy but too sexy for a healthcare professional. My hubby would have insisted to take our daughter to the therapy if I had told him that I saw a part of the student's G-string...
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