Thursday, April 14, 2005

The battle of going to school

This week has been a rollercoaster ride and I am on the one without a seatbealt standing up.
After mondays too afraid of the weather to go to school. Tuesday was to can't breath and too tired. He could breath fine, he just didn't want to go to school. Wednesday was a repete of Tuesday only the new twist he woke me up at 5am stating he was weezing and needed an inhaler ( he does have occasional seasonal allergies, but I know the difference between faking and an attack). I asked my son where his inhalor was, he responded with " that one sucks, and I threw it at the wall. " I was steaming, but remained calm (tried to, and it was hard, saying your abc's backwords wasn't helping much) I woke up my boyfriend to let him know the situation and it was a mission for the inhalor. My boyfriend was less than pleased.

We headed to walgreens for the quest of the O' mighty inhalor. Once in the store, my son was breathing fine, but to be on the safe side I bought the inhalor anyway. He took his first dramatic puff and all of the sudden he was better, but now too tired to go to school. I again explained How tired I was and that everyone has to do things they do not like to do. He shrugged me off as if he placed my voice on mute. So again, my boyfriend had to take care of my son. When I got to work I called his therapist and explained to her the situation and she was out of ideas, but she decieded to call my son and speak with him again, as he had promised her he was going to go to school. The phone call from the therapist went over well for me because he explained why he was going to school and that he would be given extra choirs to do at daytreatment if he did not make an effort. I was like right on.

Thursday, oh it was much like Monday only todays excuse was he was too stressed out. Why ? Well because I told him what time to get up and that he only had 30 mins to get ready. I did this every 5 mins because he bus would be there in a half hour. So I tried the love and logic therory, I was consistant, persistant and understanding. ( inside I was about to explode). I tried geting him up and ready, I squirted him with the waterbottle, this made him mad. I took the covers off, this made him cry and call me names, though these were the same names I haven't heard before, ( he does get privledges taken away for this) So again my boyfriend stays home with him. (He has been so patient with him, but he is starting to complain a little and stated he doesn't want to be Mr. Mom.) Again I go to work and I call his thereapist this time she is not happy that my son had lied to her again, she calles my son and lets him know that since he choose not to go to school he now is going to day treatment on Friday which he doesnt normally have and if he continues to miss school he will have to go to day treatment on Saturday which is 12 hours long. Lets just say it sunk in and he deceided to go to school.

Friday, went to school doesnt want to attend Saturday treament. However he is going to clean his room. I hope!!!!!!!!!!!

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