(You can catch up on A’s story right here: The Pregnancy, The Birth, The Infancy, The Quiet Toddler, Advocating, What He COULD Do, Just A Boy, The (Hard) Next Step, Making a Friend, The Autism Diagnosis, He Talks, Hyperlexia, Your Baby Can Read, Another Evaluation, A New Kind of Special Need, Linear Algebra, The Triennial)
I left you all with a cliff-hanger last week… the phone call from the school psychologist with the results of A’s IQ test. I mentioned that she was very excited. This is true. She was. It turns out that A’s score was the highest result she had ever seen, personally, when conducting an IQ test. I am not going to divulge the actual “number” here and I hope that doesn’t disappoint anyone given the lead up. It’s not something I share with friends or extended family in real life either, if that makes you feel any better. What I will tell you is this: his score placed him in the “genius/near-genius” category on all the charts.
I’ve said before that being A’s mama has been a wild ride. It was so bizarre to go from raising a completely non-verbal toddler to a three year old who could read all manner of things. I had just about gotten used to having the child with the “severe delay” when I learned that I had the child who could do algebra. Never a dull moment in his early years, that’s for sure! It was also strange to have the same team who had previously reviewed A’s deficiencies with us now discussing all the ways in which he was remarkable.
After the holidays, my husband and I prepared to go to A’s triennial meeting. We knew we would be getting more detailed information about A’s testing and we would also learn what the therapists’ recommendations were for ongoing therapy. We would find out what the updated verdict was regarding the “PDD-NOS” diagnosis he had previously received. We would find out how he would be categorized for receiving special education services.
This particular meeting had a LOT of people at it: the kindergarten special education teacher, the occupational therapist, the speech therapist, the physical therapist, the principal of the school, the gifted coordinator, the school psychologist, and A’s kindergarten teacher. Because our school is fantastic (at least we think so!), they also arranged a place for our older two children to go play and explore (with teacher supervision) while we were in there. It should come as no surprise that A. doesn’t miss a trick and we wanted to be able to speak freely– about him.
The school psychologist went first. She reviewed how A. had performed on all the tests she had conducted. As she spoke, Dr. C. got more and more excited. Apparently, his highest achievements were in areas of global thinking and, according to her, this is the least common form of giftedness. (I have no idea if this is true or not, so please don’t take this as gospel.) One area in which he really stood out was pattern solving– the test is set up to see “how far” a student can get within a set time frame. He completed all four pages with time to spare. It was all very interesting, but still didn’t really answer the question at hand:
What services would A. be receiving moving forward?
The therapists started reviewing their reports with us. And they gave us their recommendation…
And, seated at a long table and surrounded by professionals, I started to sob.