Life stuff!!

Gosh I just don't know where to start writing at the moment... So much has gone on since I last blogged I don't know where to begin.

Let's see on Wednesday the big fella was suspended but I already wrote about that. Hmm on Thursday we stayed home and didn't go out at all. After all what's the point huh. I didn't have to take the big fella to school the little dude was on camp so there really was no reason to leave the cabin. It makes for a change because there isn't a day that goes by that I don't have to go out somewhere.

Ok now for Friday ... would you believe there was ANOTHER meeting at the High School. I only have to walk up to the reception and they know me know and I don't think that's a good thing. In fact its downright sad really because I never go up there for a good reason now. Gosh I don't even want to think about that because I'll start crying. I can feel the tears stuck in my throat. I hate that feeling.

The meeting .. well the big fella was included in this meeting and the poor fella I bet he felt smothered with 5 adults in the room with him. I know if I was him I would've felt very uncomfortable. Apart from Mark and myself there was the Assistant Principal, the Middle Years coordinator and the Guidance Officer. I can't remember the exact details of the meeting, in fact the meetings all seem to say the same thing. I'm sad to say that it's kind of becoming a blur. Almost like one meeting melts into another.

Anyway during the meeting we did discuss a 'testing' session that the big fella had on Tuesday with the Special Ed teacher/worker. It turned out that she was the same lady who tested the big fella way back when he was in Grade 3 or 4. Back then she said that he did NOT have Apsergers Syndrome which was around the time he was diagnosed with it by the paediatrician. HELLO!!! It's not like the paediatrician didn't know he specialises in working with children! Well anyway this woman has now agreed with us that he does have it, well according to what the Assistant Principal said anyway. So where does that leave the big fella??? If she had said so all those years ago would the big fella had extra help? Would he be in the same predicament he is in now if he had an integration aide all those years ago? Somewhere in the not to distant future we will be getting a report of the testing that was done.

After the AP and the coordinator left the Guidance Officer (GO) had a chat with us. Well he got to see what the big fella is like interacting with us and how he reacted with the teachers. I can't remember exactly what happened but the big fella was in one of his moods. Refusing to follow instructions and not listening properly. The GO said that we have A LOT of work to do ... well as if I don't know! I know I sound snarky but it wasn't like he was pointing out something I didn't know.

After we had finished at the HS we had some time before we needed to collect the little dude up. He was arriving back from camp. We had at least 45 minutes to waste before going to get him. So we went to Tarago Park. It was on the way back from the HS. It was okay but I don't think I would go back there in a hurry. Not at least until the weather was nicer anyway.

So we went on to the school where the little dude was being dropped off. We had a bit of a wait before the bus arrived. So Mark and I talked with a couple of the Mums from our school and the Principal who arrived about 10 minutes before the bus did. I think he was surprised by the little dude while on camp. He was amazed at how much he could eat. Apparently the little dude ate 4 meat pies for lunch!! Mark & I laughed .. we have a missionary in training after all rofl.

Last night we also went out for dinner to a family from Church's place. It was really nice to go out. Hopefully we'll make some really good friends with these people. I know the boys loved being there. In fact they've already asked when we can go back again. The boys were even relatively well behaved while we were out which was such a wonderful thing.

I know I said the boys behaved last night but they made up for it today .. they were beginning to fight a lot today. The big fella has such an annoying way of talking to his brother. It's like he thinks he is the Dad and orders him around. He really needs to stop it or one day I can see the little dude turning around and punching him out.
Mark & I tried to get the boys to clean up their room this evening. In the end he and I were so stressed that we just gave up. There is always tomorrow .. after Church that is.

I've typed up just about all I can for now. My arm is still hurting like crazy, not to mention my skin is hurting so badly I just want to cry. Mark says I should go back to the Doctor but what's the point? It's not like he will really do anything. All he said last time was take some nurofen that should help!
Oh well I'm going to get ready for bed and read for a bit!