For those playing along at home

It’s been quite the month and I’m about ready for it to be done. My dad has been in an out of the hospital, this time he’s been there about two weeks and he’s got some weeks to go. He had a pacemaker/defibrillator put in on Tuesday and came through it like a champ. Even if he did wake up thinking he was Radar. I couldn’t go sit with him because of this awful cough/cold I’ve got going on but I talked to him while he was still groggy and all he wanted was a grape Ne Hi, in the bottle cause the can makes it taste weird. I think I’ll have to get him a teddy bear for Christmas. (For those who don’t understand that reference, please go watch MASH). He’s headed for a rehab facility probably today to get his strength back so he can go home finally.

Between him and this cold, I haven’t gotten anything done at all. And for once, I’m ok with that. It’s pretty much all I can do to keep enough laundry done to make sure everyone has clothes. Well, not nothing – I did get my Face Off recap up for The Geek Girl Project so that’s actually something.

And now there is also school drama. I didn’t have high expectations going into this year because they were already messing everything up before it even started. Our district changed the way they run the gifted program and I’m mighty pissed about it. Doing some looking into things there and debating on putting up a stink about it. I really don’t want to be the irksome, troublesome mom who everyone tries to avoid. Unfortunately, that is suddenly the least of my school-related problems.

For those new to me, my youngest son is on the autism spectrum – technically his diagnosis is pdd-nos but it’s all autism. It’s taken us three weeks to really get him into the rhythm of school again and he’s starting to do really well. And now they’ve gone and messed everything up for him. His teacher is changing grades as of Monday. I found out Friday. This – this I could probably deal with (not that I have a choice) but the interim teacher is someone we have experience with and I don’t think it’s going to go well. Last time he had this teacher, he refused to do his work in class and we ended up spending HOURS at home on all the crap he wouldn’t do for her. He’d get upset when other kids got in trouble and then get in trouble himself. We were at the school pretty much every two freaking weeks for yet another parent/teacher conference. I’m more upset about that than I am the fact that the teacher he and I really liked leaving for another classroom.

I think what makes me the most angry in this situation was that they knew, they had to know, that it was in the works almost from the start of school and nothing was said. If they’d said something early enough, maybe we could have moved my son to another room to avoid this upheaval. I’m just livid and trying to tamp it down enough to have a reasonable conversation on Monday without the mama claws coming out. I really don’t want to be that mom, but I will if I have to be, for both my boys.


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