I called one of Wynter's teachers today and that's what I told her. For those that don't remember, Wynter attends an online charter school (public school). It is a battle to get her on to do her school work. She likes to claim she can't get on without help because the site is so confusing. Nice try. She was able to make a video all by herself - with no help - and upload it to youtube. I'm pretty sure she can get on the school site. Besides, she does it just fine when I'm sitting here with her. The only difference is I'm sitting here with her. The bottom line is, it's her responsibility. I'm sick and I cannot sit with her everyday for hours holding her hand when she is perfectly capable of doing it herself. I am always available for help if she needs it - as are her teachers by either phone or email. They are more than happy to help her if she needs help. So, I told her teacher I need help. They have given her the benefit of the doubt time and again. But, I'm not fighting this battle anymore. All we're asking her to do is what is her responsibility. Nothing more. I know she has issues, but it's her complete unwillingness to try and to make lame excuses. This teacher has a way of being gentle, but firm with Wynter and is able to talk to Wynter without 'freaking' her out. She's going to tell her that if she doesn't get on and do some work that she will end up on the truancy list that the teachers are going to put together tomorrow. That if she doesn't do the work she's going to end up being kicked out of ECOT and having to go back to regular school (yeah, change of placement with her IEP, but I probably wouldn't fight it since they keep giving Wynter so many chances and I'm at my wits end). We're having another IEP meeting on Tuesday and the teacher recommended getting some more help with that - having teachers check in with her daily if she hasn't gotten on by a certain time. What pushed me over the edge? This is the worst flare to date. I slept until 4pm yesterday. No one had fed the dogs or anything so I did. I went back to bed at 9:30 and the dogs woke me up at 3am. No one had fed them again, nor had they taken them out. In addition, every light in the house was on and everyone was in bed - the lights I turned off before I went to bed. Then today Wynter had the nerve to ask if anyone had been feeding the dogs. THEN when I told her she needed to sign on to do some school work she got nasty and hateful. I hope I haven't let them in on things too personal, but I have nowhere else to turn for help. Wynter's dad has been MIA from her life for 10 years and my mom is an hour away and works and travels. I have to have help from somewhere and this was the only thing I could think of.