Thursday, August 18, 2011

Another Day in the Life. . . .

  And so well, crap! My special needs kid was sent home yesterday for disrupting class to the 3rd degree! When  I heard the Principal's 'greater-than-thou' message I about nutted-up, so I called my husband to help me keep perspective. He dealt with the principal, so that provided me with some relief  but I still had the task of picking him up and trying to keep myself under control while doing it. Afterall, if I went in their ranting, who would it hurt? My boy, that's who! It was clear that they didn't have his IEP or behavior plan or they wouldn't have been having the issues with him they were having because they would have known how to deal with him effectively. The things is, all of this 'behavior' crap came as a result of Sudden Onset Childhood Epilepsy that was due to him having been put under with Propofol to reset his broken arm. It turned out it was also a medication he was allergic to. So I quickly drove to his school and the first words angrily blurted from my mouth were, "What's going on with the IEP and behavior plan?" The principal responded quickly and carefully that she would have it by next week (Next week? Why??? They've had ALL summer to make sure his paperwork is in it's proper place! Welcome to the sate of California's P.O.S. education system!) so I refocused myself, recognizing I was ready to blow. I gathered up my boy and got the hell out of there before it turned into Chernobyl- my temper being the nuclear fallout!


  It has become pretty clear to me that they are paving the way to get him the hell out of that school. I suppose home schooling is better for him anyway. . .the three months I had him home with me he was ahead of everyone else. Since going back to 'regular' school, he's working at a 1st grade level and he's in the third grade. Uh, yeah, something is wrong with this picture!


  So how did yesterday go, you ask? The whole 'mind over matter'/'keep busy' philosophy???? Hmmm, well. I read. I read and read and read and read and almost finished Adam Ant's Stand and Deliver. Good book, by the way- I highly recommend reading it. That seemed to help a bit. I guess at some point I began dinner and became engulfed in the book while helping with homework and getting my other one ready for soccer practice. At some point in time I seemed to snap out of it. I don't know why or how, but I did.  I know they say the Lap Band is supposed to help (for most) with depression but I could sware it's been worse! I wonder (in my 40's) how much of it is hormonal. . .who knows.

  

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