I'm pretty much just bitterly griping in this post, which is why I'm sticking it here rather than under Special Education. difficult child has been a huge PITA lately. We've tried messing with his drugs but this hasn't worked yet. He's even been far enough gone to get into it physically with me and he never wins that. Screamed his head off in his room yesterday for what seemed like ages; I'm amazed no one called the cops. Maybe they did and the cops just didn't care. Anyway, no one would remember this, but about four years ago (when difficult child was about to go into Kindergarten), I had the school district test him. He came up with "Within Normal Limits" for everything, even though he had been kicked out of private schools and had all sorts of sound sensitivities etc. Well, fine, whatever. They hadn't seen him rage; we had. We've dealt with his issues and problems at school for a while now -- spouse even quit his job to be available. Well, difficult child has been suspended a couple of times now this year and has a stack of reports against him. To their credit, the school district actually volunteered to do their full battery of testing on him. Today was the meeting to discuss the results. I didn't expect them to offer anything because difficult child doesn't fit neatly into any one category. I know he has ADHD traits, Aspergers traits, ED traits, you name it ... he has a bunch of traits but not enough to make the label stick. Unsurprisingly, they couldn't come up with any reason to give him Special Education. OK, fine, he's not eligible for anything. So stop suspending him already, OK? Find another way to deal with him. Much fumbling. They want me to send him to social skills classes somewhere. [His doctor doesn't think it will do much for him.] OK, you want me to do something whether it's going to do any good or not. I get that, fine. So what are you going to do tomorrow to help him not whack somebody or handle him when he does? He can hang out in the office instead of going to recess or lunch. OK, well, it's better than letting him run amok with the masses and getting another suspension. Yeah, we already called the doctor to get whatever pieces of paper I need for the next evaluation. Know who to call for an advocate since clearly I'll be needing one at some point. I know all this, but I am tired and crabby. It's not like I want my kid to be slapped with a label that may get him services now but may cause him more grief later, but I would just like something to work. I can only chant "9 more years" a certain number of times. OK, I'm done grousing now.