I received a message that we had to cancel difficult child's psychiatrist appointment on Thursday and please call to reschedule! I asked if psychiatrist could atleast review the record and prescribe anything until we can get in. The receptionist stated that psychiatrist is not in this week because of the flooding (record staging of flooding and Spring has just begun). Then my heart sunk when I heard the question, "Is this difficult child's first visit?" "Yes" I replied as thoughts raced through my head that they would put us off a month atleast. Before I got a chance to play the "therapist referred us card" I was given the date of Wed, April 1st. I have worked in a medical office where cancelled appoints took up to 3 months to get in - I would have understood if this was the case but I was prepared to stand firm and find a nearby date. So, we have to wait another week. In the meantime, difficult child is doing very well at trying to put into words what he is going through. Along with "disconnected" comes "Racing thoughts" and "Scare Bursts". He did take migraine strength Motrine mid morning. This evening at bowling, he played that 3rd game again. That was a mistake. He did very well the first two games and we were both looking forward to a good third game but he only got 68 the third - a super hard blow! Remember, he was very very upset with an 88. It was too much for him. The lanes were empty so he felt safe to cry. His friend A had a very hard games with not doing well and was throwing a frustrated defeated difficult child attitutude. As soon as A left, difficult child turned into him. I could see the same expressions in his face - the look of dispair that "I will NEVER get this!" I told him that we would count this one as practice and not put it toward his total average because you are allowed to practice once in awhile. However, he could not handle that score even as a bad practice. So strange, he bowled on one of the same lanes he just had two good games on - same ball, same shoes, same lane. I told him that something threw him off that game. It is just a game. It's o.k. "No it is NOT o.k." he cried in anger. "I wish I didn't have firearm safety tonight." We went home for an hour before going to firearm safety. He was not looking forward to that but when I told him that it was tonight, Thursday, and next Monday and Thursday only he perked up alot and said he could handle that. He must have thought this would take many weeks of Mondays. He actually did very well at class tonight. I got to sit next to him and watch how he participates when he is in his non-anxiety mode. He had his hand up at almost every question and knew the material well. On the way home, he told me about his "scare bursts'. He says he doesn't know what he is scare of, just gets these bursts of being afraid. I suggested he use the not knowing to his advantage. If you don't know than there isn't anything - just say to your scare burst, "Whatever!" He thought that was a good idea to try. I did make him laugh tonight. Permanent tree stands can only be 16 feet high. I asked him what would happen if you build a permanent stand in a tree and after several years the tree grew a few more feet and the stand went higher than the 16 feet? Oh boy did he start giggling at that one as he realized that the stand may be permanent but the tree still grows. It is a very late night for him. 9:30 and he is still working at getting to bed. We will see what tomorrow will bring. Will tonight catch up to him in the morning? He still has the therapist appointment on Friday unless flooding takes care of that one also?