JJJ
Active Member
Tigger has had a very rough couple of weeks. Last week, the lead teacher was not in the classroom due to needing to be with the 5th graders at their outdoor ed program. They have 2 boys in the classroom that are making threats to beat the other kids up. So Tigger was freaked out, cause in his mind only the lead teacher can keep everyone safe.
He tried to run away from school on Thursday so he was restrained until I got there. He stayed home Friday since lead teacher was still gone. He went back on Monday and lasted less than 2 hours. He completely raged.
When I got there they had him corralled in the crisis room. He was in fighter position. I cleared the room. He "punched" me and "kicked" me - I put it in quotes because he clearly held himself back so he barely tapped me. After a few minutes he started crying and yelling about how evil everyone at school was. He felt that he took out his phone to call me to tell me he needed me and they took it from him when the teacher had promised he could call me. (partly true, he had an 11:00am appointment to call me but it wasn't 11 yet and she only took it from him because she was afraid it was going to get broken in his rage). Then he had a seizure
I took him to ER (drove 45 minutes to get him to the Children's Hospital ER). They found nothing but got us into their pediatric neurologist on Monday (last time we waited 2 months). The discharge instructions were to keep him calm, watch for additional seizues and fever, and ensure good sleep.
Since calm and school do not go together right now, he is going to stay home until Monday. Teacher is making a light work packet so he can keep up on the skills he is woking on that need daily practice.
So overall, a long, bad, exhausting day...
But there were some highlights:
1. The teacher made it crystal clear that I did not have to take him home - that they would work through the rage. He is not being punished for losing control nor for breaking things. (no idea if Principal Pretty Boy is going to bill me for the damages or not -- I'm guessing not cause my casual glance put the damages at about $5 and an hour of labor--he broke the outlet covers).
2. By bedtime last night, Tigger was starting to talk about the things at school that he would miss this week that he wants to do.
As soon as Tig and I get dressed, we are going to spend the day with my grandparents. With them being 90 years old, that is about as calm a day as I can manage
He tried to run away from school on Thursday so he was restrained until I got there. He stayed home Friday since lead teacher was still gone. He went back on Monday and lasted less than 2 hours. He completely raged.
When I got there they had him corralled in the crisis room. He was in fighter position. I cleared the room. He "punched" me and "kicked" me - I put it in quotes because he clearly held himself back so he barely tapped me. After a few minutes he started crying and yelling about how evil everyone at school was. He felt that he took out his phone to call me to tell me he needed me and they took it from him when the teacher had promised he could call me. (partly true, he had an 11:00am appointment to call me but it wasn't 11 yet and she only took it from him because she was afraid it was going to get broken in his rage). Then he had a seizure
I took him to ER (drove 45 minutes to get him to the Children's Hospital ER). They found nothing but got us into their pediatric neurologist on Monday (last time we waited 2 months). The discharge instructions were to keep him calm, watch for additional seizues and fever, and ensure good sleep.
Since calm and school do not go together right now, he is going to stay home until Monday. Teacher is making a light work packet so he can keep up on the skills he is woking on that need daily practice.
So overall, a long, bad, exhausting day...
But there were some highlights:
1. The teacher made it crystal clear that I did not have to take him home - that they would work through the rage. He is not being punished for losing control nor for breaking things. (no idea if Principal Pretty Boy is going to bill me for the damages or not -- I'm guessing not cause my casual glance put the damages at about $5 and an hour of labor--he broke the outlet covers).
2. By bedtime last night, Tigger was starting to talk about the things at school that he would miss this week that he wants to do.
As soon as Tig and I get dressed, we are going to spend the day with my grandparents. With them being 90 years old, that is about as calm a day as I can manage