OMG, I am so sick of it. Doesn't matter how many books I've read and how much counseling we've been through. It seems like nothing changes. He's just got that huge sense of entitlement. He's been lagging and dragging all wk, finding all sorts of things to eat that make him sick, then staying up half the night, even though we've increased his Clonidine to 1 tab at 5:30, and 2 tabs at 9 p.m. He wakes up in the middle of the night and eats and plays on some equipment (just when we think it's all locked up, he'll find something else) or reads. Then he can't get out of bed in the a.m. He insists he has leftover time to watch a video (he's only got 1 hr a day) and I told him no electronics when you're sick. Argue, argue, argue, he won't give me the DVD player, which he swiped from our bedroom after I couldn't find it. I've had sciatica for a mo and have been in bed more often than not (I rearranged my monitor and keyboard so I can stand/crouch and type) and it is so hard to deal with-him when I'm in pain and out of sorts. He lied about an English paper--a one page essay and What I'm thankful For--lied to my face and told me he was thankful for being adopted, then watched me type an email to the teacher, telling her exactly where he put it, in a basket behind her desk to the left, and she emailed back, no, it's not there and it's not done. And this is the NICE teacher--sweet, young, nice nice nice. Sigh. I made him write a graf, then scanned it and emailed it, since he's home "sick." She emailed back that she would accept it, even though it was one graf and was supposed to be a page. The math teacher gave him a D, Soc Stud an F but changed it to a B for a late paper, and the English teacher an F. Excuses, excuses excuses. I am calling for a mtng to review the 504. He is taking us all for a ride. I have totally lowered my expectations, but then it seems he lowers his as well. Somehow he senses it because I'm not on his case as much. So I don't think that's the right approach. Thanks for "listening."