Homework
issues kept me til the last moment...then I went outside, noting the
beautiful gray quilt which covered us so gently. WHAT A PERFECT DAY! I love foggy, cloudy days.
We hustled down the hill, arriving in time. The therapist astonished
myself and Ethan by in front of me, asking about access to knives,
medication, firearms and other such things, then telling me these things
need to be secured in a lock box away from Ethan's grasp. That floored
us both, but more importantly, it showed Ethan the seriousness of his
words. I left them, then, and waited until I would be called in again.
As I walked back into the office, I saw Ethan in a different room, his
head tucked way into his shirt, so he could be alone in this "foreign land". I
know how much Ethan hates this, but as I have explained to him, I need
to explore every avenue to see what we can learn about helping him. At
this point, I think the avenue is, and this was actually brought up by
the therapist, a school where Ethan can successfully be taught the way
he learns, if that even exists in this area.
We
then rushed up the hill to MY appointment - an annual follow-up
mammogram for an unusual screening I had last year. Things are getting
out of hand in terms of size, but it is becoming self-evident to me that
this made for excellent "coating" if you will and gave the radiologist a
lot to work with. Off to look for some materials to build our dog
house, but the ReStore was closed, due to the holiday. We headed to
pick up a series I had ordered - Pacific, brother to Band of Brothers.
Very excited.
Buuuttttt,
I couldn't watch because of all this homework I have....so Ethan
watched while I interviewed and wrote, getting somethings taken care of
before I headed to the new class. On the way there, I spoke with L
regarding the appointment. Then, somewhere along the way, I was unable
to locate the new school site, unable to connect with my school
email..and I had it. Decided to forget it and spend another hour plus
driving home. Texted a classmate, who got me to the new site, but by
this time I was really done. The Thursday night class teacher has put
me over the edge, so after 20 minutes with our cool teacher (even
though the class is on assessments, he's still a rad guy - gets so
excited about converting Z scores to T scores...it's cute), I left. And
promptly got lost leaving. On the way home, I eased my soul listening
to classical music: "The 35 Most Evil Pieces of Classical Music" It
was fantastic.... I felt like I was in a Hitchcock movie the entire
time and there was a killer chasing me. A small disclosure - I often do
this when I am in life: hear music and imagine I am the character in a
story. It's been a weird day.
At home,Ethan was in his room, having stopped after 4 episodes of Pacific without me. WHEN am I going to find time to catch up??? The girl and I cooked dinner...and now, after I write to Ethan's teachers, I'm going back to my paradise: bed.Pictures: I am back to my tea concoctions. Today I needed sage, hibiscus flower and dong quai root; My food solution is resulting in "tummy tucks", too; The end of an era - # Brothers Restaurant in Cameron Park is now...<ready?> Pizza Factory. <sad face>
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