This indecision's got me climbing up the walls
I've been cheating gravity and waiting on the falls
How did this come over me, I thought I was above it all
Our hopes gone up in smoke, swallow your crown
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into the clear
When you go I come loose
These premonitions got me crying up a storm
Leave your condition, this position does no harm
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm hanging on you
Give me some rope I'm coming loose, I'm pulling for you now
Give me some rope I'm coming, out of my head, into the clear
When you go I come loose
Its been decreed by the Paediatrician that Mr H has mild autism.
I've been fighting for this for 6 years, you would think that I would be happy. In reality, I'm shattered. I guess I had hoped that it would be something that could be looked after, managed and improved.
I WILL not let this affect him. Any issue I have with this is my issue and mine alone. Its not a death sentence, but rather a change in direction.
He will be worth this. The fight isn't over, its barely begun..... Batter up.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Tomorrow...
The sun will come out tomorrow
The sun'll come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow there'll be sun!
Just thinkin' about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs,
And the sorrow 'Til there's none!
When I'm stuck a day
That's gray, And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin, And Say, Oh!
The sun'll come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow, come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always a day away!
Nothing like a lil Broadway to try and brighten the day.
The day is pouring, the boss forgot that I was taking tomorrow off so I'll have Hayden at work with me until the appt, the run list shows 26 patients, but the sun will come out..... one day soon.
The sun'll come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow there'll be sun!
Just thinkin' about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs,
And the sorrow 'Til there's none!
When I'm stuck a day
That's gray, And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin, And Say, Oh!
The sun'll come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow, come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always a day away!
Nothing like a lil Broadway to try and brighten the day.
The day is pouring, the boss forgot that I was taking tomorrow off so I'll have Hayden at work with me until the appt, the run list shows 26 patients, but the sun will come out..... one day soon.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Wish I knew what I was doing.....
Well its end of term, that means report cards.
A card full of D's and E's. The reason? The teacher cannot get Hayden to do anything if she is not standing over him. No one-on-one? No work. He has been sent to the office numerous times over this.
I should warn you all that I am slightly inebriated as I write this. My heart is heavy and soul feels shattered that I do not know what to do or how to help my little man.
The occasional flash of brilliance leads people to think that he's manipulating the situation. No doubt that sometimes is true, however I will not believe that it is all manipulation. His brain seems to backfire a moment of brilliance to silence the critics at times.
I wish I knew what I was dealing with. I hate that I distance myself from him in order to keep a neutral perspective on it all. I hate that I'm screwing up his childhood by being so freaking paranoid that there is something wrong and I REALLY hate that no matter what, I cannot bring myself to ignore this mummy urge to protect him from everything out there.
A card full of D's and E's. The reason? The teacher cannot get Hayden to do anything if she is not standing over him. No one-on-one? No work. He has been sent to the office numerous times over this.
I should warn you all that I am slightly inebriated as I write this. My heart is heavy and soul feels shattered that I do not know what to do or how to help my little man.
The occasional flash of brilliance leads people to think that he's manipulating the situation. No doubt that sometimes is true, however I will not believe that it is all manipulation. His brain seems to backfire a moment of brilliance to silence the critics at times.
I wish I knew what I was dealing with. I hate that I distance myself from him in order to keep a neutral perspective on it all. I hate that I'm screwing up his childhood by being so freaking paranoid that there is something wrong and I REALLY hate that no matter what, I cannot bring myself to ignore this mummy urge to protect him from everything out there.
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