Bagas has been our center of attention this year.
Me being over worried and guilty of why Bagas's progress is much slower than this brother. Being almost 3 years old, Bagas still has not shown his ability to pay attention not to mention talk with proper human language. It turned my world upside down. Sensitive as I already am, by knowing this situation only makes it worse. There are times when I can get sad and angry in a snap of a finger. Most of the time blaming myself. Perhaps the largest obstacle is actually on me having to deal with myself. The hardest part is to accept reality.
My heart is torn apart looking at my son.
He is a handsome and healthy boy which makes me even more guiltier, thinking what I have done in the past that has made him into this state. But then I also learn that this kind of attitude is particularly useless. I need to stand up and face it. Accept it. Ikhlas dan rela. And the most important thing is get some help.
So we brought Bagas to a rehab medik doctor (sorry, I am not so sure with the English) which specializes on children. We got some suggestions and we registered Bagas to attend a series of therapies. I must say, taking your son to a hospital and saw him hysterically cried is not easy at all for me. But somehow, over time, it makes me stronger. I need to be strong for my children. And yesterday, when we met the doctor again for regular checkup (after one month of evaluation), my husband and I were so relieved to know that Bagas is not diagnosed with autism. He is a normal kid but experiencing MSDD (Multiple Sensoric Deficient Disorder). The doctor was so happy, I was even happier. But the therapies need to be continued so then Bagas can be stimulated almost all the time.
Alhamdulillah. Terima kasih banyak ya Allah.
But the challenges still continues. And we will do our best.
