Frustration
Wed Nov 03 2004

#3 has been off his meds for basically 2 weeks now, and it is quite a trying time. He is unable to sit still, moody beyond all belief, can’t focus no matter how hard he tries, and I don’t think he has stopped talking during the entire 2 weeks.

With his continuous chatter, constant motion, frequent bouncing and zooming, and overall behavior, my ability to focus has completely disappeared. Homework? It ain’t happening. I’m strongly considering dropping the math class as it is now 3 weeks into the class and I haven’t been able to focus on learning the material while being home with #3.

#3 does have a doc appointment next Monday, but I don’t know when he will actually be back in school. I don’t want to send him back like this; he will be suspended or expelled before lunch on his first day back. It is very likely he won’t be back in school until the week of the 15th or so as I want to be sure he is responding to any meds we end up putting him on before I send him back. That puts me half way through the quarter before I will be able to spend any time on studying without being interrupted every few minutes.

I’ll talk with Hubby about it tonight, and strongly suspect I will be going to withdraw tomorrow.

On top of this I got a call from #2’s math teacher today. It seems his attitude and performance in class is far from desirable. Between his grade in the class being abysmal and his lack of respect for his teacher, we have decided that Hubby, myself and #2 need to meet with his teacher tomorrow morning before school and discuss our options. Evidently several of the kids in the class have troublemaking tendencies, so one option I spoke with the teacher with is changing #2 to a different class, where he won’t be influenced by those kids. Needless to say #2 is being somewhat surly about the whole thing. Tough. I’m on the verge of turning him over my knee and spanking him as it is after hearing about his behavior today. There is no excuse for him walking out of class after a confrontation with the teacher, and then later, crawling into a box because he doesn’t want to deal with the teacher or his assignments.

He is 14 freaking years old. It is past time for him to be pulling these kinds of stunts. Yes he is ADHD, but that is no excuse for bad manners. He knows to ask for help when he feels unable to cope with a situation; it is time for him to remember how to do that.

Now that I can feel my blood pressure skyrocketing out of control, time for me to get off this subject and find a way to calm myself down. I think I’ll go raid the kids Halloween candy.

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