Due to Builder’s public safety issues at school, we have put him on Homebound Education through the district for the time being, while he is under medical and psychological treatment.
That all sounds kind of intimidating, doesn’t it?
Today, we went to the psychologist. I’ll call her Dr. K’nex, because she’s got the coolest stuff in her office. She and I catch up on the latest in the Life and Mind O’Builder before she has time just with him while I wait in the reception area.
What I thought was kind of sweet was that she is concerned for me. *smile* I don’t think I look any more frazzled than normal and I am not pale nor do I have really obvious circles under my eyes today. She is just concerned that I am with my little Special Needs guy twenty-four seven without a respite. Much. Maybe a few hours in the wee sma’s, but that’s about it.
Thing is, I’ve done this before. I have. I am convinced that God doesn’t send anything to us without providing the tools with which to handle it. My life has included much more than my formal education (though that has helped) and I am fully convinced that God is able to pull me through this time, too.
I figure there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. It’s not an oncoming train. I feel that this will not go on forever. Someday, my little guy will be able to better manage his anxiety issues. Someday, he’ll get back to sleeping in a regular pattern. (Though why he should, when his own mom has a sleep problem, is beyond me.) Someday, he’ll be back to school at least for part of the day and I will have time to myself again. And Dr. K’nex will not have to be concerned for my mental health as well as my son’s.
But until then, I’m hanging on. And I’m going to try to get to the movies this weekend. I was thinking of maybe An Education or The Book of Eli.
Or maybe I’ll just escape with my Kindle and head to the riverbank with some Chinese food with a silent salute to Dr. K’nex.
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