The Never Normal

they came today to evaluate jonah.
he qualified for special needs programs.
they want him to see a developmental pediatrician.

there were three of them and they all took notes and asked questions.

one lady with a whispery voice and a german accent kept trying to get jonah to play with these toys she’d brought.

she was skinny like me, but prim.  she seemed concerned and interested only in the most detached and professional manner.

jonah is probably in about the 3rd percentile of cognitive function, she said.  we’ll have the official results soon.

it was as if she were…

afterward i called my mom on…

unfinished sentences

or partial

tears

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that was me being dramatic, or reacting without perspective. at any rate, i don’t want to relive it all again just now…