Y ael never knew what she replied but somehow she made some response to Naomi’s introduction and then speedily backed out of the room. She raced into her own therapy room locked the door and sank into a chair putting her head down on the table.
Yael gasped. Her heart was thudding so loudly that she didn’t hear the footsteps until Suri’s next client walked up right behind her,
Y ael never knew what she replied but somehow she made some response to Naomi’s introduction and then speedily backed out of the room. She raced into her own therapy room locked the door and sank into a chair putting her head down on the table.
What did this mean? What did this mean?
Her head was pounding. A new OT? But why? Thoughts swirled in her head until she felt dizzy. She lifted her head and squared her shoulders trying to force herself to stay logical. Okay they’re allowed to hire a second OT in the clinic. After all they have two speech therapists. No one ever said that it would only be me forever.
But why didn’t they tell me?
She stood up began pacing. Maybe they thought she’d take it the wrong way? Gimme a break. And this I wouldn’t take the wrong way? She shook her head. A mistake. An oversight. That was all.
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