FYI

On December 19, 2008 I went to a therapy appointment to say everything I couldn't tell anyone else. So I went there my appointment was at 4:00 and we got there at 3:30 so we were already early. Then it was 4:00 and no one came out to great me and tell me to go into the office. So at 4:15 the lady that I was going to see walked in the door. So, after we filled out all the paper work I went into her office. I told her everything that I wanted to tell her. It didn't help at all cuz all she reallly does is sit in her rolly chair while you lay on the stiff couch in her office. Then my mom came in and she said that I had to go two more times!! Then I gave my mom the look that says if you make me go again I will kill you. So knowing that it was right before Christmas she let me choose between three presents a puzzle that has animals, playdoh, or Mr. Potato Head. I am eleven so I choose the puzzle. Then she gave me a pack of animal crackers, the last time I remember eating those was in first grade in those big tests at the end of the year. I felt like I was like five years old again. When we left and we were going out to the car I told my mom "Everyone should experience therapy once in their life and my time is over." The funny thing is that I actually meant it. So my point throughout all of this is that therapy is a once in a life time chance and you might as well experience while you can.