On a normal work night I stay up until 11:30. On the weekends I use to stay up until 2am. Then I backed it down to 1:30 because I felt anxious if I was still up until 2. Now I am too dang tired to stay up past 11:30pm. Dang, there goes my free time. It sucks getting old.
Today was Hollace’s last day of school. They only had 1 freaking hour. This week I talked to the social worker and the school psycologist to talk about Hollace’s Aspergers. In the questionnair, I rated Hollace a 65. 70-79 was considered boarderline and 80 and up was highly probable. The teacher rated Hollace at 80. One point less then she would of been boarderline.
I tried asking the school psy what the difference is between Aspergers and just being highly sensitive. She kept ignoring my quesion in the way that was implied to me that I am just in denial of Hollace’s Aspergers. They seem to think Hollace should be outgoing and don’t seem to take into account that not all kids are like that. I asked her if there is something I should be doing to help Hollace and she told me to get her involved in activities….like cheerleading! That was the stupidest thing I have ever heard. If Hollace could pass for a cheerleader then we certainly wouldn’t have a problem would we. If Hollace was a cheerleader type then we would question what family she really came from. Hollace would freak if I ever even suggested she go out for cheerleading. I can probably bet that the cheerleaders out there would be the ones messing with the Asperger types. Not to mention how noisy cheerleaders are. We skipped Brownies this week because of the noise. I am sure the leader thinks it is because of our little talk about Hollace crying at every meeting. It is because it is too dang noisy for my sensitive kid.
Anyway, the social worker (who we share backyard boarders with after she moved into Haley’s old house) will write up an IEP to ensure that Hollace can meet with her 30 minutes each week next school year.
There are the two goals the SW wants to work with Hollace on.