Why couldn't we have to day off?

You would think after all the sickness and all our cancellations of school and therapies, I'd be rested and all but nope, I just wanted to go back to bed and call it a day--we may have been home, but it was not restful for me :p  But, alas, Miss Iz had a first-thing-in-the-morning appointment with her therapist so off we went as soon as S was on the bus to see Miss J.  Since Iz started her latest anxiety medications, sessions with Miss J are so much more helpful and productive because calming down the anxiety seems to have given Iz the ability to verbalize what is going on in her head so they can actually work on strategies to help her get and stay calm and language to use to get other's to understand how she's feeling.  She even checked herself in--she hasn't spoken to the front desk staff in probably a year but she marched right up, told them her name and who she was there to see, and then marched herself back to the waiting area :)  Now if only we could figure out how to nip the sudden emergence of oppositional defiance in the bud.....