I am supposed to be cleaning out my closet for the Goodwill run I am planning to make this weekend. Instead, I am having some quality time on the couch with a few cats. Typing is slow going.
Things came to a head with the Culver City school district this week and some drastic changes (not ones I'd planned on, on Monday) came about on Friday. To make a long story short, I am once again a homeschooling mom. Hopefully this will be short term, as I do believe that the youngest thrives in a school setting and it is my dearest hope that she will be healthy enough to return to one by 9th grade. We had to pull her from the school because the idiocy was relentless and I really just could not take it anymore.
In a nutshell.
Monday/Tuesday: Doctor and school nurse both suggest independent study since child has missed the previous 3 weeks of school. I am resistant to the idea, but think about it.
Wednesday/Thursday: Child not reacting well to current medication. Very depressed. Can barely get out of bed. Side effects not great, we are not seeing a return to school in our near future. I call school, ask about independent study. Am referred to the district independent study program. Am told that the program is full. Call the school back. Ask if there is any way we can do something through the school resembling independent study. Am told no, absolutely no, there is no way. My child must come to school physically, and teachers are not required to send work packets home. Call the independent study program back. Beg. Cry. Get put on waiting list. Call school back, beg, cry, no wriggle room. Does not matter that child is too sick to attend school.
A friend who runs a private school in Northern CA offers to enroll E in her school through the end of the year, maintain grades and a transcript, and help me with curriculum for the last 5 weeks of the school year, and will support us with paperwork when she enrolls in high school next year, god willing. For free. Just because she can't stand watching the fuckmuppetry any more. I take her up on it. I throw in the towel. I take my ball and go home. E is no longer enrolled in the Culver City school system. We are heartbroken. We tried so hard to be compliant. They made it so hard for us.
Friday: E sleeps through the night for the first time in 3 weeks and wakes up migraine free. Gets out of bed. Wants to shower. Cleans her room. Resembles a normal teenage girl rather than a zombie. Makes me wonder how much the stress of dealing with her teachers and school was contributing to the sleep disturbances that are contributing to the migraine disorder. Side effects from meds are not as bad today. She isn't crying all the time and zombified on the couch.
Friday: I am forced to quit my job so that I can focus on my child's health and education. Thank god for having savings that will cover a few months of lost income if we are very frugal. I cannot stress enough, save young, save early, save 10%. Compound interest is your friend. You will thank it one day when it saves your ass. Cry all the way home from giving notice but know that I have a good reference and that management is sympathetic at least.
I see a light at the end of our tunnel.
I am half expecting some nonsense from the District over this, but I'll worry about that if it happens. The main thing is, we're now free to focus on what we should have been focusing on all along. Getting E well. We have an appointment with one of the best pediatric neurologists in Southern CA set up later this month. We will get this under control.
In the meantime, I have to dust off my algebra hat, we have a LOT of catching up to do.
It isn't happy ending to our little saga, but it is, at least, on the positive side of the spectrum and a nice way to end this horrible chapter.