Chapter 69

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Alex POV - one week later

"I'm not going!" Sawyer yells from the car.

I sigh and pull my phone out.

"Coastal therapy group, how can I help you?"

"Hi, my name is Alex Carrasco, my daughter, Sawyer has an appointment, but we're having a bit of a meltdown in the parking lot." I sigh out and watch as Sawyer pulls her phone out.

"Alright, let's see, ah, Dr. Edwards. You know what, I'll send her out to help, okay?"

"That'd be great, thank you."

I hang up, "Sawyer? Come on baby, we just have to do this then we can get a little treat at the coffee shop before you go to school."

"Momma, I don't want to! They just tell me what's wrong with me! I already know what's wrong with me!" She whines.

"Sawyer-"

"Hi! I'm Dr. Edwards!" I turn and see a woman who doesn't look much older than me.

"Hi, Alex. This one's mom. Well, momma."

"Great! Wow, she's grown. I saw her last when she was 10. Now that meltdown was awful. I'm pretty sure her social worker just picked her up screaming." She says.

"Hey Sawyer! Remember me? I saw you when you were 10, you were like two feet shorter."

Sawyer stares at her, "Do you still have the aquarium?"

I watch as Dr. Edwards smiles, "Yeah! And you know what, I have an octopus in there now, his name is Ollie. Do you want to see?"

I watch as Sawyer thinks about it then gets out of the car.

She grabs Maverick and walks over, "I only want to see the octopus."

"Okay. Nothing else." Dr. Edwards says and winks at me.

I smile and lock the car, following them in.

We get to the waiting room and Sawyer stops, "Momma is coming."

"I'm coming, baby, I already told them."

"Yep, she's not leaving you Sawyer." Dr. Edwards says.

She nods and keeps walking until we get to a room.

Sawyer beelines it to the aquarium, which is admittedly huge and very cool.

"Alright, while she's occupied over there, I want to talk about medication updates, concerns, anything else. Then take a look at the rating scales we sent over."

I nod and watch as Sawyer zones out while watching the fish.

"Medication-wise, she's taking strattera, 60mg per day. My husband and I really wanted to get away from stimulants, and this was working, but as of late, it almost seems like her symptoms are significantly worse, even with the medication. She's been switched a few times, from Zenzedi to Focalin and now this. She recently got the second diagnosis for the sensory processing disorder and then switched schools to a specialized instruction one. She's an amazing soccer player, she loves it and I think it helps with her symptoms. But they can even interfere with that."

"Why the medication switching?" She asks.

"The first, her therapist thought the dosage was too high and didn't like the side effects. The Focalin was causing her to lose weight."

She looks up, "But it was working?"

I nod, "Definitely."

"Okay. And now you feel like the strattera isn't working?"

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