What a couple of weeks! Joey missed Wed, Thurs, and Friday last week and Tuesday, and Wednesday this week. He has seen the doctor 3 times for his sinus/chest cold/ ear infection/hives condition. I would guess that his body reacted with hives to a virus and the virus is very long-lasting and resistant to everything we try. He started his 2nd antibiotic regimen last Thursday along with an allergy medicine. But after spending a half hour at school Tuesday, he called me in terrible pain with an earache. He's never usually sick so this is very odd for him. The doctor said Tuesday that if he's not doing better Friday to come in and they'll order x-rays...of his sinuses/head I guess. Joey's so grown up I've been able to send him by himself to our doctor now (he graduated up from the pediatrician) and then he can take my medical card to the pharmacy to pick up any perscription. Then there's Austin. He started off 9th grade last fall at 135 lbs. A little bit of chub around his belly, but hey don't we all.... He wrestled intensely between Sept. and Nov. and then had that terrible accident where they found he bruised his bladder, kidney, and also noticed he had an enlarged spleen. As much as he hated it, I had to take him out of contact sports because the medication he takes for bipolar slows his reaction time, unfortunately. He's such a tremendous athlete, but I've tried to encourage him in tennis, swimming, basketball, etc. He excells at any sport he tries...just like my dad and brothers always did. But the general consensus among the medical professionals we've seen over the past four years is that Austin's dad most likely had bipolar depression and so does Austin. The biggest form of evidence to that end is that only type of medications that have helped him be himself are the ones that "manage" bipolar. If he didn't have it, they would do nothing. The improvement has been astounding, I must say. He is a terrific student and manages the requirements of all his classes very well these days. He takes honors English, honors Geometry, Spanish 1, PE, Symphonic Band, and Earth Science. His last report card showed 3.8 GPA which was awesome. He's a lot like I used to be. He's in a quiet competition in Spanish class with another girl. They both hit up the teacher all the time (he a Mormon guy, went on a mission etc.) to know which one has the highest grade on THAT day? He'll come home and say nothing if he's in first place, but if he's in second, he'll walk in talking all about how "jacked up" that is. It's funny! If the kids turn their homework and reports on time, I'm satisfied with whatever grade they bring home because I know they did their best. Of course, the little secret I know is that when the child has gone through all those assignment most kids will generally retain what they read and score quite well at test time....except of course, for some of those kids in our special ed class. We have the sweetest 5th grade girl who's about my height and adorns herself in about as much jewelry as Grammy always has. Well, she approaches me everyday to show me what she's got on and to check out what jewelry I'm wearing. Poor girl, she's only working at kindergarten level due to a learning disability.
Back to Austin, I'm really worried about him right now. I looked at him Sunday and thought, "Geez he's looking skinny!" His church pants were falling off him without a belt on. I asked him to come get on the scale. After what I saw I had to call the doctor. We had the appointment yesterday. The doctors records showed he weighed 132 on their scale in Nov. but weighed 122 on their scale yesterday!?! He has been growing and is at about 5' 7-1/2" now which makes 122 seem a bit light. I then remembered that the CT in Nov. had shown he had an enlarged spleen. The doctors had said at that time that it was not likely that the wrestling accident could have produced that and to follow up on it when he's better. Well, the doc asked him all sorts of questions from anorexia to his appetite. The meds he takes have a side effect of obesity so that's not a concern. He hates the school lunches so I'm taking care of that. Doctor ordered all the usual blood tests, a test for mono, thyroid, inflamation, etc. We did that yesterday and now he's scheduled to go for an ultrasound Friday morning of his liver, abdomen, spleen, and kidneys. My spleen enlarged when I had Hodgkin's so it brings back that worried mindset a little.
As for school today. If I were a guy, this is pretty much what you would have seen.

Before I say more, you will ask yourself (as do I) WHY is she DOING THAT??? Well, the reasons are two-fold. One, being a teacher at the school closest to my house where I'm off on all the same days that my children are...would be ideal. Second, the money I get from Social Security for Joey will end on June 1st. The paycheck from the school covers 2/3 of it. So I'm really nervous about how things will go after that. Did I mention that I broke down into tears in the principals office last Friday. Hearing f - - - you b - - - - so much really wore me down and seeing the father at the end of the day and wondering to myself "does he REALLY THINK that I would pull his kid's hair??" That just crushed me after everything I've been through with this guy and all my patience to be presented with that was too much. Apparently, the principal spoke to the district and today I found the (mom would remember him as the handsome, bald principal) guy who hired me from the district there in the principal's office reading every page of the log I've been keeping of all the incidents that have happened. He came into the classroom and then realized I was Austin's mom. He used to be Austin's principal. I told him I'm this close to asking to be re-assigned. It's so very hard!! I told him I'd rather work with their most difficult 5th grader rather than this kid. I also reminded him (tongue in cheek) that I could have sworn that I checked the "mild to moderate" box when asked what level of disability I was willing to work with. (this kid is severe!) He said they'll be getting back to me. Later in the morning I was sitting to the right of the boy at a kidney-shaped table with another aide giving the lesson. Suddenly, he turned his body toward me and slapped both hands down hard onto my chest and held them there. I had to pull them away. The aide teaching shouted out to "STOP THAT J___!!!" I had to catch my air a bit. The teacher told me to start writing it down. After he left 30 min. later I went and sort of collapsed into a chair in the teacher's lounge. I told the friend across from me what happened and she said, "Well did he leave any marks." "I don't know..." "Go check!" So I did and there was still a pinkness on my skin like a sunburn from where one hand hit me. I went straight to the nurse in the health office, pulled down my blouse and showed her so she could document it. The principal insisted we file an assault report with the district. So I hope to hear some good news all the way around....soon!