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rambling man

I think I've been a fog lately.. more like a funk, I guess. Even when I'm not in a "bad" mood, sometimes it's hard to say to myself "You've got this!"

I've been gathering paperwork for the County, so they can refer Jack to the Neurodevelopmental Psychiatry clinic. I had gotten in everything pretty much right away, except for a signature from the regular pediatrician, who is currently treating the ADHD with meds. All I needed was for him to look over the meds being dx'd for ADHD, the sleep issues, asthma, etc.. and sign off on it. Then, if he was feeling helpful, include a note that might be of use to the clinic regarding Jack's many behavior issues. I guess, to make the case that even a regular doctor has had concerns- it's not just an over imaginative mother who thinks her son is on his way to a straight jacket.

I did get the basic information required, as well as a signature, but as for a helpful note? I just got a copy of every visit since ADHD was diagnosed. Not every visit included a note about things like ODD, or even an undiagnosed "episodic mood disorder" of some sort. Not every visit included a note with behavior concerns, either. Some actually said "no behavior concerns". So if I was to send in anything even remotely beneficial to our cause, I had to pick through all of those papers myself, and scan copies. Ugh. I realize doctors are busy creatures, but really??

We've also been doing the whole dental visit crap. I took Jack in the other day to finish building the "crown" (as they're calling it) on the second tooth- the tooth we're hoping will not end up needing a root canal. He had already slightly cracked the crown/filling on the first tooth, which she had to finish with as well. (I totally hate the idea that these things can chip, crack, break off at any time. I know it's an easy fix, but he's well past his number of allowed exams this year. Insurance sucks!). The district supposedly is going to reimburse us for taking Jack to school ourselves (since he was suspended from the bus), and even though it's only $5 a day, it's something. At first I was like who cares? But that might be the only way we get any money back from this stupid negligence on the school's part, resulting in the loss of my son's front teeth.

We're also going to be adjusting to my dear husband going back in to the office. He's been working from home (full time) for a couple of years now. It was rough at first, but it's actually ended up totally convenient for everyone. Especially this year, with the kids going to two different schools, at two different times, and at such a distance apart. He takes Jack to school, then I take Savannah. I then pick up both- Jack gets out at 2:30, and Savannah at 3:30. There have been many times when I've needed to pull Jack for appointments, so it's been great to have the Husband picking Savannah up for me. He just walks down to the school and that's that.

The company he works for has let go of a lot of people, has decided to hire mostly off-shore, and the new supervisor would like to see actual people in the office- so he kind of needs to do whatever he can to keep his job. He's not the least bit happy about this. It's been so nice to save the money that would have gone to gas (though we're definitely using more now that Jack's school is a distance away). He hasn't needed to use his car very much (which has resulted in a dead battery- which now has suddenly needed to be replaced, because we're needing two cars again). Here's the other thing. Savannah is now on the school newspaper. Jack, starting in the Spring, is going to be on the Student Council. This presents a scheduling challenge- especially on the days Jack stays late, because he gets out of school an hour later, which is when I have to get Savannah.. and it takes 15 minutes to get to her from his school. Then, I have an IEP meeting that will be in the next few weeks.. they are almost always before school. This means the Husband cannot go into work on time then. Savannah will have to go with him to take Jack to school.. :P Gosh, it was just so much easier when we had a bus in place.

I hate change. Maybe I have a touch of Autism.

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