Wednesday, July 23, 2008

I can fly

Hannah decided she wanted to wear her butterfly wings to hippotherapy last weekend. She hadn't been in a few weeks and seemed kind of anxious about going ("I don't want to go see Tara, Mommy") so I told her that the wings would give her courage and strength.

She was still pretty tentative when she was up on the horse but she did manage to whisper a few commands to Tara and give her a hug at the end which was great. And of course as soon as she got off the horse she was talking a mile a minute again. ( "I did a good job, Mommy. Where did Tara go? Where's the other horses" etc etc)

I can see the value in consistency with hippo, because when we haven't gone in awhile it takes Hannah almost the full session to get warmed up and relaxed enough to gain something from it. But even when she's tense, her posture still looks great and she is able to straddle Tara pretty easily.

Hannah the courageous butterfly perseveres!

The wonder of imagination

Hannah and Isabelle are such a trip lately. This is such a fun age (they'll be 3 in September). Right now, they're big into comparing and pretending and imagining. For example, we 've been eating a lot of watermelon and I cut them into slices that are in the shape of triangles. Isabelle decided they look like sailboats so now when they eat watermelon, they each hold up their slice and move it around in the air and chant, "Sail away, sail away, sail away..."

They also take great pleasure in realizing things that are similar, like the same color or type of object or shape. One or the other of them will spot something in a crowd, like someone wearing a blue t-shirt, and yell out with glee, "That's a blue t-shirt, like the blue in the sky! They're the SAME!"

As it's high summer in these parts, we also have a lot of thunder and lightning storms. Isabelle has become a weather forecaster in the making, built largely upon her fear of thunder. When we go outside to play, she nervously scans the sky and asks me, "Are they dark clouds Mommy, or white puffy ones?" "Is it going to rain?" "Is Mother Nature going to make loud thunder, Mommy?" (My explanation of thunder has been that it's Mother Nature saying "it's too hot outside" and clapping her hands together to make thunder and rain to come and cool us off. B on the other hand, ever the engineer, tries to explain the science behind cloud formation, warm and cold fronts, etc.)

Isabelle has also gotten waaaay into her baby dolls lately. We don't have a lot in the way of doll accessories around here as I tend to choose more gender-neutral toys for them. But despite this, she is all about acting out the mother role, especially with her favorite and largest baby doll, aptly named "Big Baby." Big Baby comes pretty much everywhere with us now and the other day, as we were getting ready to leave our friend T's house Isabelle cradled Big Baby in her arms and clucked, "It's okay Baby, I know you don't want to leave T's house. But we'll be back again, I promise. It's ooookaaaay."

Isabelle has also gotten into this thing where when we brush her teeth, she first lists off all of the different items that reside in her mouth which we have to acknowledge when we brush. So tonight before I start to brush she tells me, "In my mouth there are two bunnies and a teddy bear. And, and, and a puppy dog. And a marching band! The marching band is playing and they are all dancing."

Hannah has her own toothbrushing routine which involves one of us identifying the various instruments in a marching band (we've been to a lot of parades this summer) and then humming some military march or another while we brush.

I could go on and on...the list of funny and quirky and weird things that they say and do is endless! I wish I could remember to write them all down when they happen so I can recall them when they're surly teenagers who won't even look me in the eye.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

More summer fun

I haven't posted any pics of the fun things we've been doing lately, so I'm going to try to catch up a little.

At the end of June, we did the Relay for Life with B's family in honor/memory of his dad who died of a brain tumor 8 years ago last December. This was our third year doing it; we do it every other year and the whole family participates (his mom, 4 older brothers and sisters and all of their kids). The girls were really into it and kept calling it the "big relay race." Hannah wanted to spend the whole time doing laps around the track which was great. Isabelle was more into learning how to use a hula hoop!

But most of all they loved hanging out with all 12 of their cousins and their Grandma!


Two weekends later, it was the 4th of July and we got to spend more time with B's family and all the cousins at the lake. This was the girls' 3rd year going and this time, they were old enough to really take full advantage of the summer lake experience. They stayed up late, swam, played, watched a parade, ate ice cream way past their bedtime, went in a paddleboat and a kayak...needless to say, 5 minutes into the trip home on Sunday afternoon, they were both asleep. This is saying a lot, considering they almost never sleep in the car.



Summer rocks!

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Hannah's on fire!

Our girl continues to do amazing things. She is the Queen of Transitions lately. Her latest trick is that she figured out how to get off the couch (safely!) Now she wants to apply that skill to slide herself off any chair she encounters, including her high chair. She is definitely NOT content to sit and watch the world go by, thank God.

I found her standing up in her crib again this morning; this is the 3rd time it's happened so I think we can safely say that she's got that skill down pat. Last week, with a lot of cheering and prompting from us, pulled herself up into her walker, turned around in it and started walking. Independent mobility, here she comes.

She also asks to go up and down the stairs "by herself" constantly and she can make it all the way up just holding onto one of my hands. Going down is a little more tricky but she is just as determined to keep trying.

She's a regular pro at getting up from the floor into sitting now (well, she gets into a "W" sit which is not great on the knees/legs but gives her a solid base of support and some nice independence so we'll take it!) So now that she can get up, she is much happier crawling around from toy to toy since she knows she isn't stuck in that position.

Cruising laterally is getting easier as well. Little Miss H can cruise from one end of her play table to another, or from the play table over to the window.

And you should see her in the kiddie pool. If it's possible to do laps in a kiddie pool, she will do it. She starts out sitting nicely on her bum with her legs crossed, then flips over into a kneel, than back on her bum, then laying with arms dangling over the edge of the pool and legs kicking out behind her. All the while she and Isabelle are hysterical laughing.

All of this work and newfound skill is changing her body shape as well. Her little legs are becoming really defined and muscular and her thighs even seem to be developing some bulk to them. She's still our peanut to be sure, but she looks like a peanut who's been working out a lot!

Suffice it to say, I am THRILLED beyond belief with all that Hannah's accomplished lately. She is so determined and each success gives her that much more confidence and independence. As a result, she's been a lot happier and less frustrated. She and Isabelle can really play well together now too.

I know that Hannah has a long, hard road ahead of her and that some things will always be challenging. But she is still so young and has accomplished so much that I have very high hopes for where she's headed. You go, girl!

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Paste on your happy face

After our appointment today we told the girls we'd go get a bagel. They were really excited because this means walking down the marketplace, a cobblestone pedestrian walkway with lots of interesting things to see. Last time we had an appointment we did this, and they loved it. Hannah cruised up and down the walkway in her walker and was a total champ. So we thought it would be a good idea to do it again.

It was another beautiful day so there were a lot of people out and about and thus, lots of people staring at Hannah with her AFOs and walker. She did great-not quite as good as the last time but she still made some good progress. But it's very stop and go and it requires infinite patience to wait with her while she walks a few steps, stops to check something out, asks to be held, walks a few more steps, and so on. All the while, people are stopping to look at her and us.

Most people smiled and were friendly, some just looked at her curiously. Several looked at us and said, "she's so cute," or at her and said, "you're doing great!" One woman let out a kind of screech and said, "Oh, looook at her! She's so cuuutteee!" And then she turned to me and asked, "Do they think she will walk someday?"

It takes SO much emotional and physical energy just to get out there with Hannah and her walker and some days it's even more of a challenge. Today was one of those days. I just was not in the mood to paste on the "I'm so okay with this" smile and humor people who approached us. I'm glad they aren't mocking or making fun of her, but it's attention nonetheless, attention we never would get if Hannah were a typical kid. And it really wears me down.

Maybe next time we will skip the walk down the marketplace for a bagel. It's a lot to do after an already taxing appointment. Or maybe next time the happy face will paste on a little easier.

The W word

We took Hannah to the physiatrist for another appointment this morning and anticipated making a plan for botax. Good news: he thinks her range of motion is really good and doesn't think there's a big need to do it right now! The other good news is that if/when we do go the botax route, sedation is available if we decide we want it for her. He gave some solid reasons for/against which made a lot of sense to me, such as:

-Sedation can help a lot if a kiddo is super anxious before and throughout the procedure
-Doing it without is a 20 minute procedure in his office versus 2+ hours in the hospital and with nothing to eat or drink at least 12 hours before
-Whichever route we choose, he'll support it and be happy to do it for us

My feeling at this point is that we'd try to do it without sedation first and see how she does. If it becomes a nightmare for her and us then the next round we'd sedate her. I'm just glad we have options and don't need to travel to Boston to have it done, which is what I was afraid might happen.

The other good news that came out of the appointment is that he thinks because her range of motion in her feet/ankles is so good, the next AFOs Hannah gets will have hinges. This is great because it means she doesn't need that added support.

I think all the work we've been doing with her must definitely be contributing to how well she's doing, because at our last appointment he thought we would definitely be ready for botax but now he said we can wait. Stretching, strengthening exercises, hippotherapy and swimming are worth their weight in gold around here! Summer weather definitely helps also. We're a pretty busy, active family.

The hard part of the visit (and there's always a hard part) is when the PT asked about our equipment needs which led to a discussion about adaptive strollers which meandered into the talk about the "w" word: wheelchair.

It even takes my breath away to just type the word so you can imagine how I'm feeling about it.

The physiatrist was quick to jump in and say that first of all, this was not something we needed to think about right now. And second of all, it might be something to consider only if we got to the point where Hannah was doing great with walking indoors or at school or short distances, but needed extra help when going longer distances and would rather propel herself versus be propelled by someone else (like in a stroller).

It all makes sense but I never in a million years thought we'd be talking about wheelchairs. For me, that feels like the last frontier, the "yes your daughter is handicapped" place. More so than the handicapped placard, the walker, the adaptive seating.

I will have to do a lot of processing, mulling over and crying about this before I can come to a place of acceptance. For now I think I'm just going to put it on the backburner and focus on what great things our girl is doing now. And hope that somehow either she can manage to make her way in the world without one, or I can figure out a way to be okay with it if she does need one.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Grief and loss

In my effort to share my experience as a way to raise awareness and get support for myself, I am passing this article on. It was posted on another mom's blog and does such a great job of describing both the grieving process in general but also the process as it relates to having a special needs child.

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The Impact of Childhood Disability: The Parent's Struggle by Ken Moses, Ph.D.

I was taught that the way to deal with adversity or pain was to "tough it out." If you could avoid showing the pain, then you had "beaten the rap," and dealt with the problem competently. I am a psychologist who works with people who are grieving over profound losses. Few would argue that facing the devastating and continuing loss of having an impaired child is among the most painful experiences that a person can confront. After working with parents of the impaired for many years, I have come to believe that I was given bad advice. I have come to believe that pain is the solution, not the problem.

Parents, all parents, attach to their children through dreams, fantasies, illusions, and projections into the future. Children are our second chance, our ultimate "life products," the reflection and extension of our very being. To know that a human life exists that grows from our genes, our bodies, that is a result of our existence, brings a measure of spirituality into the most hardened individual. Something basic to our sense of being is stirred when we witness the miracle of the continuity of life. What happens when this core experience is marred irreversibly by disability? How does a parent survive the devastation of a handicap in their child that shatters their heartfelt dream? How do they go on? How can they help their child, their other children, themselves?

Before I started working in this field, I noted that people who faced adversity basically became better or worse; none stayed the same. What made the difference? Some parents seem to pull their lives together around their child's impairment, others go to pieces.
Over fifteen years ago, I ran my first parent group comprised of mothers of children with special needs. These people helped me enormously as I started to answer some of the important questions that relate to coping with childhood impairment.

I began the group using traditional group psychotherapy methods, an approach designed to intervene on psychopathology. That approach did not work for a simple reason: those mothers were not suffering from pathologies, they were reeling from the impact of having disabled children. Gradually I let go of the old way of doing things and permitted myself to listen and learn from this courageous group of parents. Slowly, a pattern emerged that surprised me. It became evident that these people were manifesting a grieving process. This left me confused. It was clear that they were alternately anxious, angry, denying, guilty, depressed or fearful, but they were not internally "disturbed" people. Conversations focused on experiencing regrets, being overwhelmed, and other feeling common to people who are bereaved. My puzzlement: "Who died?" At that time, my understanding of grief was simple, concrete, and exclusively tied to death.

What followed was a remarkable process. The group members struggled with a number of concepts that led us all to some powerful contemplations about parental grief. Is it the loss of a "normal" child? Is it the disruption of one's "normal" lifestyle? Is it the sense of shame or humiliation that is experienced with family, friends, or other peers? Is it the profound disappointment that some experienced with the ineffective responses of their ostensible support group? We might have shared such thoughts endlessly, until I formulated a key question that helped to bring these diffused feelings and thoughts into focus. It came out innocently enough: "Think back to when you were anticipating the birth of your child. Who (or what) was this child to have been for you? What followed was a remarkable outpouring of poignant, anguished human sharing that, to this day, serves as the foundation for understanding and working with parents of impaired children.Parents attach to children through core-level dreams, fantasies, illusions, and projections into the future. Disability dashes these cherished dreams. The impairment, not the child, irreversibly spoils a parent's fundamental, heartfelt yearning. Disability shatters the dreams, fantasies, illusions, and projections into the future that parents generate as part of their struggle to accomplish basic life missions. Parents of impaired children grieve for the loss of dreams that are key to the meaning of their existence, to their sense of being. Recovering from such a loss depends on ones ability to separate from the lost dream, and to generate new, more attainable, dreams.

As disability bluntly shatters the dreams, parents face a complicated, draining, challenging, frightening, and consuming task. They must raise the child they have, while letting go of the child they dreamed of. They must go on with their lives, cope with their child as he or she is now, let go of the lost dreams, and generate new dreams. To do all this, the parent must experience the process of grieving.

Grieving is an unlearned, spontaneous, and self-sufficient process. It consists of states of feeling that provide the opportunity for self-examination, leading to both internal and external change. The grieving states that facilitate separation from a lost dream are as follows: denial, anxiety, fear, guilt, depression, and anger. The word "states" is used instead of "stages," to emphasize grieving is not a step-by-step process that evolves through discrete stages. This depiction of what a parent goes through is a presentation of theory, not irrefutable fact. It is meant to help people find their own ways of dealing with the unspeakable. I look at it as a map, not a recipe. A recipe tells people what to do if they desire a particular result. A map, on the other hand, is one person's partial impression of reality that can be used by another to help them get to where they wish to go.
When theories of grieving are used as a recipe to produce acceptance, two false premises are inflicted on parents. The premise that grieving should move through a specific order is flatly inaccurate. A consistent pattern is not evident in people dealing with loss! Worse, when people believe that they are supposed to grieve in a certain way, they often end up thinking they are doing it wrong. Secondly, the concept of acceptance is totally unfounded. In almost twenty years of working with bereaved people, as well as dealing with my own losses, I have never seen anyone achieve acceptance of loss, only acknowledgement. Belief in the concept of acceptance leads parents into feeling like failures for not being able to attain it. Any use of grieving theory as a recipe is strongly discouraged.

Though the feeling states of grieving do not adhere to any strict order, there is a loose pattern that can be detected. Denial is always first, but may reemerge again and again, as often as the parent needs to experience it. Anxiety generally follows denial, but it can follow other feeling states as well. It is not uncommon for two or more feeling states to be experienced at the same time. Different families are more or less comfortable with showing certain feelings while discouraging others. In short, each person who goes through the grieving process experiences each of the feeling states, but does so in their own unique manner and order.

It is clear that this spontaneous, unlearned grieving process is central to the well-being of the child and parent alike. It is the only way that one can separate from a lost cherished dream. Many people do not make it. They have their dreams shattered by disability and collapse emotionally under the assault. Resisting the grieving process, they hold feelings in, blame self or others, become embittered, dependent, or even bizarre in their interactions. They can range from the selfless crusader to the deserter, from the alcoholic to the workaholic, from the outrageously high strung to the person who barely moves or talks. However they manifest their stuckness, these are the people who have become worse, not better, in response to loss. These are the people who could not or would not experience the feelings of grieving. Many of them resisted the process because their subculture (their family, neighbors, church, schools, and friends) sent out a consistent message: the feelings of grieving are not acceptable! Others foundered because they were stuck emotionally before they had their impaired child. Regardless of background, people become worse if they resist experiencing and sharing the spontaneous feelings of grieving. Each feeling state, no matter how negative, serves a specific and helpful function. To separate from a lost dream, one must experience and share denial, anxiety, fear, guilt, depression and anger in whatever order or manner the feelings surface.

The Feeling States of Grieving

1. Denial. People who deny are considered stupid, obstructionists, dull or deliberately irritating by many who have to deal with them. None of that is true. Parents of impaired children manifest denial as a normal course of trying to deal completely with loss. It is impossible to live life fully while maintaining an awareness of the awful things that can happen to people. Most people routinely shield themselves with such thoughts as "The terrible things that happen to other people can't happen to me, because... “

This system works fine as long as nothing terrible happens, but when it does, no one is prepared to deal with it. This is where denial in the service of grieving comes in. Denial buys the time needed to blunt the initial impact of the shattered dream, to discover the inner strengths needed to confront what has really happened, and to find the people and resources needed to deal with a crisis for which one could not be prepared.

2. Anxiety. When a person loses a dream that is central to their being, they are forced to make major changes within themselves and within their environment. To deal with having an impaired child, parents go through dramatic changes that affect their attitudes, priorities, values, and beliefs, as well as altering day-to-day routines. Such changes require a great deal of energy. Anxiety mobilizes the energy needed to make these changes. Further, it gives focus to that energy so that the changes can be actualized. Anxiety is the inner source of the need to act.

Anxiety is generally seen as hysterical, inappropriate, and unacceptable. The culture's message is clear. As a rule we advise anxious people to "calm down," to take medication, or to use alcohol as a "solution" for the "problem" of anxiety. These unsolutions keep the parent from changing and often make things worse for all concerned. Realities must be faced, stressful as they might be. It does not take long for most parents to become aware that they, not some professional, are their child's medical, educational, and therapy managers, even though they may have minimal knowledge of these areas. That alone should drive home the urgent need for energies to be mobilized and focused by the crucial feeling of anxiety.

3. Fear. As anxiety mobilizes people to deal with change, fear is a warning that alerts the person to the seriousness of the internal changes that are demanded. One's sense of balance and order are dramatically challenged when one confronts a meaningful loss. The parents experience the terror of knowing that they will be required to change on a fundamental level, against their will, with full understanding that the process of internal change is very difficult.
Significant losses produce a profound sense of abandonment and vulnerability. We have a number of sayings to cope with this level of fear, e.g., "It is far better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all." Each person must find their own words to confront the sense of abandonment and vulnerability generated by a significant loss. Most parents experience the fear of vulnerability about having more children after they have had an impaired child, or about "over-protectionism," the gut-wrenching fear of permitting their impaired child to do anything that feels risky. Given the ways that this part of grieving is manifest, it should not be difficult to see that fear is the medium that encourages the struggle to reattach, to love again in the face of a loss.

4. Guilt. Parents of impaired children manifest guilt through the normal course of grieving and are often criticized for doing so. Guilt is a feeling state that has become so identified with being neurotic that people feel guilty about feeling guilty. Since sharing such feeling often evokes negative judgments, it can be difficult for a sophisticated parent to talk about guilt freely. On the surface, guilt-ridden people may appear not only neurotic, but superstitious, ignorant and primitive. They are often viewed as unpleasant, uncomfortable people to be with and therefore are dismissed or treated harshly by friends, family, and professionals.
Generally, parents of impaired children express guilt in one of three ways. One way is by telling a story that explains how they are responsible for their child's handicap. Their story is often accurate and, on the whole, persuasive. The current emphasis on the prevention of birth defects has brought many parents to feel that they caused their child's impairment. The issue is not the logic, but the feeling of guilt. Another way that guilt is manifested is in the conviction that the child's impairment is punished for a past inappropriate thought, feeling, or action. One of the more common "guilt thoughts" is regretting the pregnancy sometime during gestation. When something goes wrong after that thought occurs, "it's all my fault" becomes a natural outcome. Lastly, guilt can be expressed through the parent's belief that good things happen to good people, and bad things happen to bad people. Because parents have an impaired child, they must be bad people. Because they have an impaired child, they must be bad people and consequently feel shame and guilt. How can such painful explanations of tragedy be useful to bereaved individuals? Simply by being explanations. Guilt "explains" the unexplainable.

Human beings began to question the "why" of things from very early on in their lives. What are the rules which govern the way of things: cause and effect as well as right and wrong? A most important "why" concerns how one's "right" or "wrong" actions effect one's life. What difference does it make that a person is moral, ethical, legal, caring, ambitious? How is it that one does or does not influence the events of one's life? Some of us found early and easy answers to these questions and have not considered them since. After a loss, such questions cannot be answered in an ordinary fashion. Rather, they must be addressed through the kind of grief-related struggles addressed here. When people confront a loss, the beliefs they held regarding cause and effect, right and wrong, and their impact upon life are deeply shaken. The order of things is totally upset when an innocent child suffers. The parent experiences deep pain, pain that can be used to reorder the rightness of the world. Guilt is the feeling state that facilitates this struggle to reorder. Basically the guilt-ridden person is saying that they are accepting responsibility for everything. It feels better to do that than to believe that they have no influence on anything! Guilt, in this sense, helps one to redefine the issue of cause and responsibility in the light of loss.

5. Depression. A common response to loss often is characterized by profound and painful sobbing. Parents report that at times it feels as though the tears will never stop. There is a rest, but then for no apparent reason, waves of despair and anguish wash over the parent once more. Between the tears, one can sit alone, staring silently. Those periods of silence can last well beyond the periods of tears. The thoughts of depression take over, thoughts like: "What's the use of trying, it's all over," or "Nothing I do matters, because nothing will change what has happened to my child!" Depression is subtly rejected and judged as pathological by much of our culture. When people display such feelings, they are often told to "cheer up", given medication, or offered distractions. Such responses are inappropriate, for depression is part of normal, necessary, and growthful grieving. It attends to another aspect of a basic human struggle that loss stirs.

As we mature, we develop and modify our definitions of the following words: competence, capability, value, and potency. They are words of profound personal significance. They are the criteria that people use to decide if they are OK or not. What criteria does a person have to meet to feel like a competent parent, a capable worker, a valued friend, or a strong person? Each person determines these standards privately, even secretly. When parents are confronted with an impaired child, whatever definitions they held for competency, capability, value, and potency usually no longer apply. How does a mother feel competent when she has a retarded daughter? She can't use the measures of her peers, like having a daughter graduate from college, or become homecoming queen. What is the worth of a father who cannot "fix" what is broken in his impaired son? Out of this struggle of defining one's worth come the frightening feelings of helplessness, hopelessness, and haplessness. Faced with loss, a parent feels unable to act effectively (helpless), unable to imagine that things will ever get better (hopelessness), and unable to believe that their lives are touched by good luck (hapless).

Such feelings are terrifying for both the parents and those around them. For that reason, it is hard to see that depression is a normal and necessary part of the grieving process. Depression is the medium that helps parents come to new definitions of what it takes to be a competent, capable, valuable and strong people, even though their child has impairments that they cannot cure.

6. Anger. Anger, for many people, is the most disconcerting of the feeling states. It too is a natural and necessary part of the grieving process. Parents feel anger at the harm done to their child and the shattering of their dreams. When one encounters a significant loss, it is likely that one's internal sense of justice is severely challenged. To continue to trust in the world, one must have a sense of justice that confirms an orderliness and fairness to the way the world works.

A parent can righteously demand to know why he or she has an impaired child: "Why me, why not you!" Implicit in the question is the notion that there must be good reason that such a thing happens to one parent and not to another. A parents'concept of justice, like value and worth, is another unique product of that individual's thinking and development. When confronted with the traumatic loss of a dream, that internal sense of justice is violated. Crying out in the face of injustice, the parent develops new ways to look at justice in the world. "What, after all, is fair, if this can happen?" Anger is the medium through which a parent redefines fairness and justice. It integrates new beliefs within the deepest emotional levels of the grieving parent.
Unfortunately, anger is an emotion that is actively rejected by the culture at large and by people closest to the parent. The angry parent experiences rejection by others, confusion about feeling anger and acting out the feeling, the feeling of being out of control. All of this makes it very difficult for this important feeling to run its course.
Anger also poses other dilemmas. Unlike the other feeling states of grieving, anger is directed toward someone or something. Who (or what) is the object of parental anger? This question deeply distresses most parents, because the honest answer is often so troubling that many people avoid asking themselves the question. The unacceptable answer, of course, is that the impaired child is the object of anger. After all, who has entered this parent's life, disrupted it, caused immeasurable pain, and drained the parent's time, energy, and money.
Most parents were raised to believe that feeling and expressing negative feelings about one's child is taboo. "The child never asked to be handicapped, let alone to be born. How can one be reasonably angry at this child?" If the child is blameless, than it must be unreasonable to feel anger toward the child-even though one does! The conflict between what parents feel and what they can permit themselves to express can cause a return to denial. Another outcome of this conflict is that the parent can displace the anger onto others. Spouses, non-impaired siblings of the impaired child, and professionals are all possible targets of this displaced anger.

When considering the feeling states of grieving, especially the feeling state of anger, logic and reason are irrelevant. Where is the logic behind cursing a rug that one has just tripped on? What is the purpose of kicking a flat tire? What good does it do to admonish anyone after they have already done the wrong thing? Expressing simple anger clears the way to getting on with the task at hand. Expressing anger opens the way to address the meaning of justice (though enacting angry behavior sidetracks the parent from the task at hand). While there is no logic, there is purpose and function to the expression of angry feelings. As events occur that violate one's sense of justice, the outrage must be expressed. Those expressions help to redefine one's concepts of fairness and justice.

The parent of an impaired child separates from dreams that were shattered by impairment through grieving. Denial, anxiety, fear, depression, guilt, and anger all emerge. If they are shared with other people, these feelings help parents grow and benefit from what might be the worst tragedy of their lives. Grief must be shared deeply and fully until the underlying issues are revealed. The reopening of these issues changes the parent's world view. New perceptions of themselves and their world serve as a solid foundation for coping with the disability and for personal growth. Yielding to the grieving process helps parents find the inner strength and external support needed to face profound loss; to mobilize and focus the energies needed to change their lives; to reattach to new dreams and loves in spite of feeling abandoned and vulnerable; to redefine their criteria for competence, capability, value, and potency; to reassess their sense of significance, responsibility, and impact upon the world around them; and to develop new beliefs about the universal justice system that makes the world a tolerable place to live, even though terrible losses can occur. The culturally rejected feeling states of denial, anxiety, fear, depression, guilt, and anger may be used in surprisingly positive ways when the feelings are fully shared. Perhaps you can see now why I think that experiencing and sharing the pain is the solution, not the problem. Through my life I have experienced many losses. For many years I dealt with these losses by stifling feelings, workaholism, toughing-it-out, and innumerable other ways that kept me from experiencing what had happened to me. I became one of the "walking wounded" that I was committed to helping. Ironically, it was not until I myself had a child with impairments that I began to take the advice that I had so freely given to other parents. I started to yield to the natural and necessary process of grieving. Like everyone else, I discovered that only now am I growing with the impact of the loss. I will continue to grieve and to grow as my child and I develop and experience new losses and new strengths.