The Letter

This is a very personal entry, so please bear with me.

I know I’ve done my fair share of complaining lately about my frustration with how long it’s taken for my son Nick to get approved for Medicaid so he can finally get the therapy he needs, but it looks like my complaining days are over - at least for now. All it took was a check of today’s mail for all the prayers of my wife and I to be answered, because we finally got the letter from the County that we’ve been waiting for. To summarize the letter, Nick’s been moved to the top of the list for autism treatment, pending verification of some minor details on our part. We’ve already provided all the details that were necessary, and the return letter is sitting on the kitchen table waiting for me to mail it tomorrow.

Words really can’t adequately describe how I’m feeling right now - they really can’t. This day has been a long time coming, and while I know there’s probably a little more waiting yet to be done, I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. We finally have hope that Nick’s going to get the help he needs, and that’s a great thing. I love my son, and I’m so happy for him right now.

2 Responses to “The Letter”

  1. Anne Quimby Mathias says:

    Congratulations to your family and your son. We understand the enormous importance of this decision.

    -Anne and Michael Mathias

  2. Zach says:

    Anne, thanks for your kind words. It’s been a long wait, and we’re glad it’s finally (almost) over.

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