Monthly Archive: November 2016

And frustration. That’s where I am right now.  I’m trying to wade thru the paperwork and process of getting Sam the services he needs while still homeschooling – and it’s a hot mess.  Nobody knows who I need to talk to, nobody wants to say that they’ll step up and help me figure it out.  …

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I woke up this morning a little before five.  In my dream, Jessie slammed a car into another one, and totalled both of them.  Nobody was hurt, in my dream, but she had done it accidentally because she was mad, and I was busy taking care of Julie and couldn’t stop her.  Then Marc was …

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We’re prepping a little differently this year.  In the past, we’ve split up on Thanksgiving.   Marc stays home with Sam and sometimes Julie, and Jessie and I spend Wednesday night and most of Thursday at my mother’s house.  And in years past, that’s been okay.  Sometimes Marc, Sam and Julie would come down to my …

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That’s the theme for Sam, apparently.  And honestly, hearing that about your child is not really something that bodes well for me. Nine year old boys don’t get pseudo-tumors from a bike accident.  Psuedo tumors don’t NOT get better when on Diamox.  Diamox doesn’t impact taste buds to the point where they just don’t work …

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I had a session yesterday with Sam’s therapist, just a catch-up sort of thing – because in so many ways, he’s improving, but there are still issues that we grapple with.  The bigger issues now seem to be focused on dealing with negativity – he’s really uncomfortable with sitting with and handling negative emotions.  He …

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