Micah
A Mother's Appreciation
Karen Dibert, once again, expresses her appreciation for what PRC has done for her son, Micah. Read Karen's thank you letter below. To visit the Rocking Pony Blogspot, go to http://therockingpony.blogspot.com.
Dear Prentke Romich, I Love You
Micah's Voice arrived today.
The emotions that came with that box were overwhelming. I wanted to both rip it open and set it on a pedestal for all the world to see. I wanted to laugh, and cry, and dance. After six months of fighting the insurance company, I have proof that we prevailed. And as satisfying as that is in and of itself, that feeling is nothing compared to the fact that Micah will have a Go Green Voice of his very own for the rest of his life.
His very own. I wanted to laugh. And cry. And dance.
I opened the box and reverently lifted out the Voice of my son. I held it in my hands, just imagining the possibilities it held. I thought of how far he'd come already, and how much more we'd all learn with this new Voice. Micah can communicate with us. And I have Prentke Romich to thank. Technology is amazing.
I wanted to laugh. And cry. And dance.
I emptied the box in search of the power cord so that I could turn it on and start programming it. I wanted Micah to be able to use it as soon as he got home from school. I unpacked a carrying case. And a strap for said case. And a book about PCS symbols.
Suddenly the feelings of laughter and dancing froze. The tears were making their way to the forefront with a vengeance. As was confusion. We requested these things, but the insurance denied them. They weren't medically necessary. It's not a biggie and we didn't really need them. Except the PCS symbols, and we were ready to spring for those ourselves.
(PCS symbols are pictures of sign language and simple art for kids like Micah to better communicate with. It helps him both learn signs and reinforce signing. And it makes the Voice easier to use for him. Truly it's a bonus worth spending money on.)
I called Prentke Romich. Those things didn't belong to us because I know for a fact that the insurance denied them. I got the paperwork in the mail. But Prentke Romich assured me that they were mine to keep. They were "low dollar" items and it was the least they could do for me. These things total several hundred dollars.
I laughed. I cried. I danced. And I praised my God.
Thank you, Prentke Romich. We are overwhelmed with your generosity.
Lord, You are so good to us. We are so undeserving. And yet You just keep blessing us with your goodness. Thank You, God. I am humbled. Again.
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