Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Quincey's Speech Appointment

Quincey did so good at his first speech appointment.  He loves it.  The first time we went they recorded him having a conversation with the therapist (who's name is Candy) and then she went back and counted all of the disfluencies that he had in that time.  He had 340 disfluencies in that 15 minutes. Now, no one always has 100% fluency in their speech, it is normal to say 'um' every once in awhile, etc. One thing that you don't see in normal speech though is blocking, when you are trying to say something and it won't come out.  He had 10 of those in the 15 min.  Crazy!!!  It is easy to see how we can both get so frustrated!  
Candy sat him on her lap and held his hands as he leaned backward.  While he did this he practiced stretching his speech, and saying things longer and slower.  All of that going backwards right after breakfast started giving him hiccups though, so she stopped that.  Then she held up pictures of things and had him say the words slowly in a sentence ie: 'that is a xylophone'.  Then they played with trains and when he needed more track he needed to say, "More track please!"  "Thank you!" A lot of it is just getting him to recognize what is going on while he is speaking.  And if he starts to have 'bumpy' speech, she tells him to stop and start over again, and he does really well the second time.  So! So far so good.  We have another appointment tomorrow.

3 comments:

Adrienne said...

that's cool. I've got to figure out something for Jacob. He's got some issues with speaking too although it's more like he can't pronounce anything. Wonder if insurance covers it. I should probably figure it out.

And by the way, if I didn't already say, Congrats on the new baby! So excited for you guys. And so is Adam. I told him too :)

Unknown said...

Thanks Adrienne! Yeah, fortunately our insurance covers his speech therapy completely. Can't argue with that! (although, I wouldn't mind if they would be willing to reimburse my gas.;)

whitney said...

Good luck with the speech therapy! Poor boy (and mom!), no wonder he was getting so frustrated.