Sorry its been awhile since my last post. My biggest worry over everything if Pooh would regress again. PTSD never gives me a break and reminds me in my nightmares of him not knowing who I am, his hallucinations and
When Pooh was first diagnosed. There was a lot of trial and error as to what worked for him. His speech was only twenty six words in preschool. He use to hit, didn’t like to be touched unless he wanted
One of the teachers I work with asked me if I was ready for summer break. That’s when I realized its been a year since Poohs unexplained regression, so in reality, I have worked straight through. I feel more exhausted mentally, and that’s the worst
Williams IEP went well. It was nice having my support there. Hearing those words, “Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it” was an awesome ring to my ears. Bad news, he lost about fifteen percent after all that happened. His teacher
That first day back to school, was the most stressful day in my life. I wasn’t even planning on returning to work. It seemed easier to think, Bill’s best interest was to be schooled at home. But was it his best interest or more what I wanted?