Among all the evaluations Stevie got last month, there was a sensory eval.  In this one they look at all sorts of behavioral things, mainly how he reacts when given tasks, textures, movement, etc.

The kid passed his visual test with flying colors.  Go figure.

The rest of the evaluation was mediocre, needs improvement in a lot of areas, blah blah blah.  But the one that stood out the most was his hearing eval.  Failed.  Like he just does not respond appropriately to sounds or directions or verbal anything.

I had been concerned about it in the past, but I put myself in a place of deny, deny, deny and wrote it off to selective hearing.  He just ignores me because I’m his mom. But when I saw that the eval went so poorly, I obviously had to schedule a hearing test.  Boo.

My first instinct was to panic.  Because OBVIOUSLY Stevie is deaf!!  Because why not?? We need to learn sign language!  And do they even have hearing therapy?!!  He’ll never speak and he’ll need a hearing aid!  How much do those things cost?!  There’s no way, with the way the odds have been stacked against him, that his hearing will be normal.  I just know it!

His first hearing test didn’t go great.  There was a 50/50 chance he had some hearing loss.  OH LORD! Seriously!  I knew he was going to be deaf!!

But his second hearing test he passed.  Soooo, I may have overreacted just a little tiny bit.

——– In the sound booth.  Kinda fun! ——–

She’ll see him again in a year or 2 to do some more in depth testing, but she said he should at least be able to hear enough for speech development and to get by without any hearing aids or anything like that.

So it goes on the back-burner for now, along with Neurology and Genetics testing and Stretching Casts.  And I’m just fine with that, thankyouverymuch.