Pants on Fire
There are times when, we, as parents of children or adults with special needs, do have to go to extremes or try many different tactics to get information from our children. Communication is not easy with my son.
IP Meetings (No ‘E” since he’s left the school system)
I want a job like that.. A Vent
Since the 23rd of March, my case worker has been trying to get in touch with the person who missed our last meeting.
I explained to my caseworker that it has been my experience that her MO is just not to reply to anything until you get tired of asking and give up…
“Maybe It’s Allergies?”
It is allergy season and as much as I have been suffering, DC does not seem to be (so far, knock wood) all that much. He had a few days (so far, knock wood) of coughing and sneezing but compared to last year at this time – it’s been cake ….
There is extra sunscreen in his backpack
You may or may not remember that a couple of years ago I had a very difficult time getting the people at DC’s work/day program to understand that he has seasonal allergies (see below if you want to catch up). Much of the problem is that the people I talk to in his annual meetings or at any other time, do not seem to pass any of the information on to anyone else that is working with him.
I read a note in DC’s “Talk Book” on Thursday…
“DC was a little bit upset this morning” … that went on to explain how upset he was, what he did and that they did not know what it was all about.
Now, if this had been the morning before after two random meltdowns, I would have understood, but that morning he was just fine when he left for work.
Quarantine Diaries: Part 25 – The Road to Normalcy?
It has been a minute since I have written anything. I would not have imagined, being home for so long that I would not have the time to write. I cannot really say where my time is going, but it is. Also, our internet has been torturous over the last few months and not having the patience to wait for it may also have something to do with not writing (or reading).
The Day Program: Communication and Gloves
A few years ago, DC sprouted a rash on his face and the back of his hands. I realized that he had been at the dentist and because he liked the blue gloves they used, they gave him a pair. While wearing them, he kept rubbing his face. I suppose he liked the way it felt.