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    Tuesday, April 29, 2008 ▪ 4/29/2008 09:21:00 PM
    A peek in Jolene's Life

    Oh my... finally, I have the time to type. I have a million things that I wish to update. Well.. Where should I begin first? Let's start with work.

    I hate myself being so antisocial. However, I need my sleep. The past 2 to 3 months was hell for me. I had never been so stressful in the whole of my life. Reason? My fat "son"!

    His case was very challenging for my team. He will be overexcited and engaged himself in this la-la land within like minutes. Hence, it is very challenging to teach him new skills as he will forget after minutes. He had been with us for like 3 months. He had never shown any improvement. He is a slow learner. He cant link words to objects (meaning: he will not be able to learn receptively or labels). He will not persist on anything for more than 3 mintues. You have to keep his sucess rate up. I have to reinforce his good behaviour every trial (a box full of toys, bringing it wherever I go), take data, think of prompts and prepare for the next trial within like 10 seconds? To ensure his interest in the reinforcers, I need to change the toys after every 15 mintues. The whole ROUTINE will last for 3 hours

    However, he is good with visual stuff, like material imitation, non verbal imitation and etc. Most of the stress came from my boss, Uncle T. He is a direct person. Things that you can heard from him? " Stop! I think I had seen enough!" "That's enough! Let's see something else." " Show me some therapy." Enough meaning the stims that the kid engaged himself in. Seriously, I can dream about that case almost every night. The last thing that I want was to have another unsuccessful clinic.

    And Yes! We did it! The last clinic was a good one. We reduce the stims during the clinic by 20%. My boss didnt say anything. Wah. I never realise that his silence meant so much to me. Right now, I am preparing for 2 new cases, A1 (Ang mo boy) and A2 (Singaporean girl).

    Mr B is also giving me a lot of trouble. He will flop to the floor as task avoidance. As I cant physically manoeuvre him, it break the momentum. I am still thinking of ways to engage him. Haiz.

    Alright. Now back to my life. Uncle Richard had sold his business. Finally he can retired and enjoy his life. He might be coming to Singapore to visit me! Yeah! I miss aussie lifestyle. At times, I really miss the sale in Adelaide, especially my slippers. I cant find such cheap slippers in Singapore. I miss the weather. It's winter now. Take a look at Singapore's hot weather. It's killing me.

    I am planning to learn yoga or aquatic aerobic to enrich my life a little. Hopefully, at the end of the year, I will have a better result slip for my life. Work hard and play hard!


    Thursday, April 10, 2008 ▪ 4/10/2008 09:07:00 PM

    I am sad.

    I started her last session with a heavy heart. I dont know how to explain to Aaron (her elder brother) that I will not be seeing him again. He would always shout;" Bye, Jolene. See you on tue (or Thur)!" But there will not be another Tuesday or Thursday. I cant bring myself to say "see you again" as I know that there's no "again". As I wrote her last therapy notes, I am happy for her progress. When you always need to be on your toes, you failed to realise the progress that she had made. And mind you, she's only three years old with 4 months of therapy. She's my only kid who does not need only reinforcement or 100 precent engagement every min. She's also my only kid who will shout my name when she sees me. She's my only kid who learn things so fast. She started off with so much verbal stims. Now she graduated to request or comment with simple sentences. As I stepped out of the house for the last time, I teared. Yes, my girl! You are a great joy to teach. I still remember the first time when she saw us, she cried for 1.5 hours. I still remember that she would always cry when she sees me (Now she will cry whenever she see my supervisior). Now she can request for so many things. When she is bored, she will request to play with the puzzles or read a book.

    I will always remember your Yes and No.
    I will always remember your dollhouse.
    I will always remember your "it's yours and it's mine".
    I will always remember your byes.
    I will always remember how you would cuddle me when you need a hug.
    I will always remember your Yeah, I did it!
    I will always remember the way you look at me when you are confused.
    I will always remember the very busy spider.

    Thanks for giving me the work satisfaction.
    Thanks for the beautiful memories, my precious only "daughter".

    1 more bad news: my son will be leaving me on 7th of May. Sob Sob.. I always thought that I will throw my letter before they leave me. But ... But things always turn out to be another way.