AAC

Today was my first AAC evaluation ever. A little girl with CP, and I think after hearing in class and learning about AAC and physically disabling disorders, I finally got to the heart, or at least, had a little taste of what how it stands and lives in a person. She was amazing, bright and full of life. She expressed herself in all means possible that was available, given to her. At such a young age, she surprised me with understanding and problem-solving beyond her age. It was all up there, receptive language typical, IQ/cognitive typical...it was just the limiting body that prevented her from so much. 'Trapped in a body that betrayed her' is what one of my profs called it. When reaching out to pick up something, to touch something, the arm moves everywhere but at the target and betrays the mind's command. It takes so much longer to say or do anything, anything at all. You don't have privacy anymore, you always need another person beside you. The knowing is the worst I think. Or perhaps not. Perhaps it's the trying to get other to understand you that's the worst. Just because of the way you look. This reminds me of how God looks at our heart, the inside and not the outside. This experience allows me to revisit this revelation again in new light.