This week sucked. It still sucks. Tuesday morning I found a tick imbedded in my daughter's neck. My husband had to bring her to urgent care to have it removed. They told us to be on the lookout for symptoms of tick born illness, and today she is mildly feverish, weepy, and all together out of sorts.
Tuesday night I had my sleep study to look forward to. Because I went to the walk in clinic weeks ago for experiencing bouts of shortness of breath, and my dodo husband mentioned that I snored OCCASIONALLY, the doctor decided I had anxiety due to a sleep disorder. WTH? So I had to pack my bag and sleep in a strange place for a night. It shouldn't have been a big deal...but it was. First off, the only small overnight bag I have is the one I purchased as my hospital bag when I was pregnant with the twins. I have only used it for overnight trips since their birth twice, and one of those was another trip to the hospital to have my daughter. Packing the bag with my sleepwear, robe and slippers, my Kindle, and my toiletries slowly filled me with sadness. Walking into the building with my pillow under my arm was so strangely like going into the hospital the day my daughter was born it was like deja vu. All the straps and monitors were very similar to baby monitors and stuff, all I needed was an IV and blood pressure cuff to make the ensemble complete. It sank me into a funk the whole next day.
Yesterday at parent teacher conferences NB's teacher and special education coordinator informed my husband and myself that they would be holding NB back in first grade because he wasn't attending in class and was spending most of his day whining for the last two weeks. This is in spite of the fact that he is on or above grade level academically. I have a communication notebook that goes back and forth to school every day. Do you think they would have mentioned this trend? Or mention that they wanted to review the possibility of holding him back in there even once? No...of course not. So now my husband and I have to go all angry mama bear on their asses and try to figure out if it is what is really best for my son.
On top of this, my poor husband has an infected tooth, and I have a wicked, splitting, Lupron headache. At least I'm not thinking about how many weeks I would have been...much.
The week from hell! I'm so sorry that it was so shitty. I really hope that the weekend is full of good stuff, and that your headache goes away ASAP!!
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Thank You. The headache won't go away until the estrogen goes back up, unfortunately :(
DeleteDamn lady! That's a hard week. Hopefully with the weekend, everyone starts feeling better and your headaches start to subside.
ReplyDeleteRegarding NB being held back: fight that one. It would be one thing if they had been communicating with you that there was a problem. But 2 weeks of not being attentive in class and not informing the parents?!?!? No. Unfortunately, this will mean more work for you and the husband, but if he's doing well academically you'll want to make sure he's continuing to learn and thrive in his environment. I'm so sorry that you have to deal with that. Not fun. But you are doing the right thing.
Thanks. According to the teacher, his whining is because they are starting to get into second grade work and he can't handle it. It's news to us. I think it is because for the past two weeks his twin has been sitting with classmates at lunch and not meeting NB in the spec ed class before boarding the bus. It seems just as likely, at any rate.
DeleteSorry you are having such a bad week. All of it sounds really rough. I would definately get to the bottom of the school situation. That is not something that should be decided without lots of information.
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I agree. NB has a whole team that is supposed to work with us on any major decisions regarding his education. Thanks for the hugs, sending you some back.
DeleteSo sorry that all of this is happening at once!
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Crazy, huh? When it rains it pours. Thanks for the hugs :)
DeleteWhat an awful week... so sorry that you've been going through so much. Love to you and your family xoxo
ReplyDeleteThank You. The support means a lot.
DeleteSounds like a seriously crappy week. I think the point of the communication notebook is to share those things, what the heck? Is your son in an inclusion classroom?
ReplyDeleteHoping you get good results from the sleep study, that your husbands tooth feels better soon, and that the lupron headaches go away. Starting meds always sucks!
Yes, my son is being mainstreamed, supposedly, because he is very high functioning. The last time his support team met, they were already talking about reducing services in a year or two.
DeleteThanks for the good wishes. My husband is already feeling great, lucky duck.
I can see why more and more home schooling is becoming the trend. I hope your sleep study went well and that it just turns out to be allergies.
ReplyDeleteSo far, NB LOVES going to school, loves his classmates, and has been doing very well. If I thought I could do as well as a whole boatload of teachers, I would home school him. (he has a special ed teacher, OT, PT, speech, and group throughout the week). The sleep study is a load of hooey.
DeleteThat is a shit shit shit week, and I hope that the clean-up from it can be contained to the front of this week so you can put it past you.
ReplyDeleteI don't even do well sleeping in hotels overnight so I'm not sure how I'd fall asleep at the hospital.
It was very strange. Too much like going in for a NST for my happiness level.
DeleteI'm your sock exchange buddy! I reached out to you through email, but maybe I had the wrong address??? I was hoping you could let me know your address so I can get your socks in the mail :)
ReplyDeleteHello! Can you touch base with Lindsay regarding the sock exchange? Thank you!
DeleteI emailed you back, I thought. Woops! email me again, maybe it got lost in spam or something. chickenpig2@yahoo.com Sorry about the confusion and delay.
Deletechickenpig2@yahoo.com we'll connect eventually :)
DeleteSo sorry you had such a crappy week. I hope everything works out and you have much better weeks to come. Hugz!
ReplyDeleteHugs back to you :)
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