Well, TBH, it's more like hysterical sobbing.
Halfway through composing Arsey Letter Of The Day, I noticed I had a message on my phone.
It was the OT.
She is ordering a buggy for DS1
Erm.
I didn't ask for one.
I can't use one.
He doesn't have a physical need for one. (he uses it as a safe place when overloaded.)
I DID ask for input from a sensory trained OT, but they have none of them. SO we are getting a buggy instead, it seems.
Arsey Letter Of The Day is to the OT and SALT services regarding piss poor provision...