Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Little things are so much more complicated
When you have a child with special needs, little things are so much more complicated. You can't just go to watch the high school football game or take a trip to the park without seriously scouting the layout first. You can't just get a babysitter and take a night out (assuming there is any money to go out or get a babysitter). My husband and I went into a panic tonight because he has to leave very early Friday morning for a seminar. It is my husband's job to get Sam up and put him on the bus in the morning. What to do??? If he were typical we could send him to a neighbor or something like that. You just never know what he will get into in a new house. My fear is he could potentially spend and hour jumping on and off their lovely coffee table. Once he is addicted to a behavior, he can't stop himself. Luckily, there is a girl in his class who lives nearby. She is much higher functioning but her mom "gets" the disorder. I am still worried that Sam will give her hell for the 45 minutes he will be there but we are up against a wall here. I can't take the day off because this is the first week of school.