who just doesn't "get" difficult child and does't "get" a 504. This yr, it's the gym teacher. She's a loud jerk. Still, difficult child has to respect her. And he doesn't. He and two other kids skipped her class Monday. He told me when he got home. He also confided in me that he has no motivation to do anything lately, and even when he went to his friend's house and played video games the other day, he didn't have much fun. He also said that when he goes to the nurses' ofc, they are always rushed and make him feel stupid by saying things like, "Have you eaten today?" or "You don't have a fever. Go back to class." I first thought "depression." Then I thought, "manipulation." Then at midnight when he was still up, sitting on the couch eating, I thought, "lack of sleep." I kept my word and did not tell anyone. I thought I'd wait until the teacher typed it in online. Better than that, she called. She called his girlfriend's mom 30 seconds later. The ^[email protected] hit the fan and the girlfriend was grounded. Fine by me. difficult child was grounded, too. husband had the day off, so we had a pow wow and decided that difficult child should be grounded through Friday, which would allow him to show up for two more gym classes and to apologize to the teacher. We figured that just saying "I'm sorry" to her would nearly kill him. Tomorrow I meet with-his counselor and the gym teacher. I will also stop by the nurses' ofc and tell them that when he stops by, he should be given a clonidine and a quiet place to sit. I will discuss that with-the counselor, too. (It's hard to find a spot that is subtle. Kids come by and ask ... ) He is getting grades all over the place. Interestingly, he's nearly at an A in finance, but a D in math. I thought they went hand-in-hand. He's back and forth in science, too, depending upon the chapter. He has been horrid about reading his classwork at home; he thinks once he's done it in class, he never has to look at it again. Argh! Oh, and he's grounded off of driving with-me for the rest of this week. Yay! I get a break.