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Younger son has passed the one year mark for the tics.  We’ve been using orthomolecular therapy for the Tourette Syndrome and it seems to be having a very positive effect.  There are still facial tics and, as I found out at parent-teacher conferences this evening, the arm tics are still present.   Still the tics have been reduced greatly.  He feels a lot better and his arms don’t hurt as much because of the reduction in quantity and severity of the tics, so yea!

Younger son had his first session with the cognitive behavioral psychologist today.  He really connected with the doctor.  The session went very well and the doctor helped him with deep breathing exercises and encouraged him to keep using his pockets trick.  He has to go once a week for the next three weeks.  There will be much to coordinate at work tomorrow with my calendar!

Younger son really expressed himself so beautifully during the session.  It seems he has a lot of ideas and feelings about his older brother.  Things Hubby and I have not been privy to, but with that neutral third party, he feels comfortable opening the conversation.  I am impressed with how eloquently younger son expresses himself.  He is so wonderfully thoughtful and chooses his words with such care.  I am in awe of him.  He embraces each new doctor and office with an open mind.  He tries it and then we talk about it after to see how he really felt about it.  He doesn’t hold back-in his like or dislike.  And a tradition began after the appointment.  He chose Swedish Fish from the vending machine.  He asked if he gets those after each appointment.  Perhaps that’s why he wants to go again.  Oh, he is my beautiful boy.  

Close your eyes
Have no fear
The monster’s gone
He’s on the run and your daddy’s here

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It’s getting better and better

Out on the ocean sailing away
I can hardly wait
To see you come of age
But I guess we’ll both just have to be patient
‘Cause it’s a long way to go
A hard row to hoe
Yes it’s a long way to go
But in the meantime

Before you cross the street
Take my hand
Life is what happens to you
While you’re busy making other plans

Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It’s getting better and better

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Darling, darling, darling
Darling H

-John Lennon