I’m drowning in a sea of paper. I sort. I file. I purge. I shred.
I know science says that spontaneous generation doesn’t occur, but every mom of a special needs kid knows otherwise!
I invest hours maintaining files, and I never seem to keep up. My desk has files to be filed. My table has mail to be sorted. My counter has paper to go somewhere…
It’s a thankless job, but worth doing. Every step of every process demands proper documentation of diagnosis and prognosis. Schools, doctors, insurance, and government might help IF the paperwork is complete. The proper paperwork must always be filled out before anything is done.
Yesterday I talked with a counselor at the local community college regarding the potential enrollment of my autistic son. The first words out of his mouth were, “Do you have proper documentation?” I laughed, and I said, “How many years of documentation do you want? I have every assessment, psychological evaluation, doctor’s notation, specialist’s recommendation, and school IEP since my son was three.” Silence followed. He responded, “Well, most people don’t have that much. I guess just bring the most recent.” Easy to do.
So as I keep this need for documentation in mind, I continue to sort, file, purge, shred.
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