we are here please don't cry
Days past and Daisy finally seemed like she was settling to this new family. Other than the occasional hiccup Daisy was calm and almost seemed relaxed for the first time in her life.
That was until one Tuesday morning where Phil had decided he was going to put on the TV for Daisy because the poor girl must of been bored out her brains even if she refused to show it. With Melinda back at work and both the kids at school Phil was really trying to come up with ways to fill their days seen as Daisy really wasn't quite ready to be in public spaces with new people, the postman spooked her enough everyday.
Sponge-bob square pants had seemed like a safe bet. Well apparently not because he had the poor girl in his arms sobbing and whimpering over the sight of 'Squidward'. Honestly, when the Nuns said this girl was a mystery he hadn't taken them quite seriously enough.
"Hey little one listen I know you want to tell me what's wrong I can feel it." he whispered
"You remind me so much of Leo when he first came to us, he was nervous around everyone especially me. He used to have times where he would get so upset he didn't know what to do and he couldn't tell us what was wrong, just like you."
Phil was sort of down playing Leo's first few nights with them. He had been a very confused and violent 6 year old with no idea how to cope with the grief and pain he was feeling. But May and Phil couldn't just give up on him because he threw a few shoes at Phil. The difference between Leo and Daisy was they knew what was causing that pain. His father had abused Leo and his Mother, eventually the abuse killed his mother in front of Leo.
"But people heal Daisy, over time those feelings and memories that are hurting you will get quieter I promise."
The calm Daisy felt when Phil comforted her was the most calm she'd felt in her whole life. She wanted to believe Phil, she really did.
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Melinda knew what was coming when they had told Daisy she needed to go to the doctor's office. So they were currently wrestling a somehow very strong 4 year old to get her into her car seat.
"Phil we really need a better method for getting her into the car." Melinda announced over Daisy's grunts.
The doctor's office was really quiet which helped Daisy's nerves.
"Miss Daisy nice to see you lets have a look at your notes. Okay, so no speech so far in her development but she has hit most of her milestones on time. Does she ever vocalise like when she upset or wants something." The doctor looked back up
"Yes yes she defiantly is able to use her voice, the orphanage was very sure that is was a psychological issue not a physical one." May added
"Well really we need to look at previous homes and the treatment just to see if it could be trauma related. However, I think with time she may just begin to communicate even if it's not in the most traditional methods. We often recommend for simple things like asking you to teach her some sign language."
Daisy quickly lost interest in the conversation and turned to May's necklace she began to fiddle with. She really wanted to leave, she didn't like people talking about what was wrong with her.
"Maybe we if we start speech therapy and get an opinion from them about where to go forwards from there."
As the appointment finished Daisy began to whine and get frustrated with the doctor taking measurements for her records.
"Oh honey I know but the doctors have to do it."
"She's underweight but it can be easily fixed with a few vitamin supplements and plenty of food at home." Melinda continued to nod as the doctor trailed on about the importance of a good diet.
"How about we get something to eat on the way home, what do fancy Daisy ?" Melinda pulled out her phone and she showed Daisy a picture of a burger and a picture of noodles.
Daisy starred at the screen for a minute and then flicked to the noodles and tapped the screen.
"Good choice, noodles are my favorite."
And for the first time in her life Daisy had been offered a choice and somebody listened to her opinion. She smiled the widest she could because she felt loved.