The Good, The Bad, And Charlie’s Hair Cut

The past week or so has been rather uneventful in our world. Nevertheless, there have been things to celebrate, things to curse, and well… Charlie’s odd hair cut.

The good things: First, the letter of medical necessity did the trick. Charlie’s insurance finally approved coverage of her formula. Second, this is the last week of my doxycycline prescription (which means I can safely endure sun exposure again in a few days). Finally, Charlie has been progressing forward in her skill set (most noticeably in gross motor skills).

The bad thing: The Medicaid waiver process was a nightmare that included lost files, lost applications, and an overworked social services office. But, it was nothing that an entire afternoon spent at the social services office couldn’t put back on track.

Charlie’s odd hair cut: Charlie does not like having her hair cut. She alternates between thrashing her head forward and backwards and shaking it side to side while saying “No, no, no, no!” I decided to just cut her hair at home after the first time she did this at the hair dresser and got a bad hair cut. For her last few haircuts, I cut her hair and it kind of worked.

Charlie’s dad wanted to see if he could do better. Even though I warned him, I don’t think he was expecting her dramatics. His first cut was a clump of bangs almost at the hair line. He was horrified. I laughed and reminded him that it will grow back.  Now, Charlie has extremely short bangs and will probably get professional haircuts from this point forward.

 

Charlie went to the county fair this week. She had her first frozen banana and played in a baby pool filled with corn.