I need to contact the school and the doctor this morning. I forgot to remind the doctor about needing a medical certificate, I'm just waiting for about fifteen minutes more to make sure the doctor's staff are in (lousy weather today). Then I have to leave fifteen minutes after that!
Therapeutic outdoor stuff - tricky to organise, although it shouldn't be considering where we live. But I will look into it. I can get difficult child 3 to go out bushwalking on his own, he then comes back with the photographic evidence of the risks he has taken! One of his recent photos he took while hanging upside doe off the side of a crumbling sandstone cliff, "looking down into a boiling sea," he described. "It wasn't anywhere near as risky as it looks though."
Yeah, right. I KNOW that cliff path... I also lost a friend to it a few years ago when she rolled off the edge.
I've been thinking about this overnight, this is going to take some time to sort out. We have to wean off slowly, so we will lose more time. The school year is now half over and he's barely done enough for a quarter of the year. An eighth, even. Plus there's the MRI to organise. I'm worried now, I had been trying to not think that there could be something organic in his brain. I will be glad to have it ruled out.
Meanwhile I've asked difficult child 3 to think about which subjects to drop. He needs help with this, I feel. He got his computing studies test results in the mail - 47%. Unthinkable, and a clear indication there is something really wrong here.
Time to get busy again...
Marg
