Reality

We met with Daughter's Case Manager yesterday. We made a number of plans that sounded really good. She called this morning to update me:

1. The program we wanted won't take Daughter because of the insulin.
2. The female psychiatrist doesn't have an opening until February.
3. The committee that will determine Daughter's eligibility and placement only meets every 2 weeks. We're hoping for programming 5 days a week, but may only get 3 (or none).

On a cheerier note, Daughter got up right away this morning, so she got to eat breakfast before we left for my 7:30 appointment. We were done and to the church by 8:00-- in Tiny Village that would have taken several hours. I love living here.