Mounds of Papers

I know I said that I would be able to post more since school started. I know. I know. And here it is Friday and this is the first post all week. I really try not to lie. But I feel like I did!

I am just now able to peek my way out from the mounds of paperwork that comes with starting school. Matter of fact, I had to move papers off my keyboard just to type this post! The word crazy just doesn't do this week justice! I would say that I hope it slows down a bit next week, but I am thinking that it is just getting started. It will slow down soon. I know this is true since I have been doing this for a while, but evidently I am able to block out the first week of school until I am having to re-live it all over again.

Yesterday I met the newest nurse at the other school I am in charge of. Hmmm. Not sure how that is going to go. Took my consultant with me to also meet her. The new nurse looks to have just graduated nursing school, and seemed to be getting more and more overwhelmed the more we talked and instructed her on what has to be done when and how. Matter of fact, at one point, she said "I didn't know I had to do all of this."

Now, don't get me wrong. I was a beginning nurse at one time so I know all about that. I know that she can do it. IF she wants to. And, I know that walking into a new job for the first time and getting the list of all my responsibilities is a daunting thing. BUT, usually when I got a new job, I knew ahead of time the general idea of the position. I don't think this girl had a single simple clue as to what she was signing up for. And for that reason, I don't know how long she will be around.

Her mom is the secretary at that school. I am afraid (now I don't know this for certain, so don't go spreading it around) that the mom told the girl "all you have to do is sit in an office, play on the computer, and wait for some kid to need a band-aid. easy money."

As my superintendent said, "time will tell." I just hope she doesn't go to her mom and tell her what all she was told she would have to do and the mom say that I was just trying to scare her off. Trust me. I want someone OTHER THAN me there to work with her mom. I am not going to scare her off on purpose!

In other news.....

The Boy is doing very well in school. He is in the newest class called Transitions and that is the one class he seems to have something to say about everyday. He even ranked it as one of his top three favorite classes! The other top two are FACS (which is what I called Home Ec when I went to school) and Biology 1. He says that he can't say which is he likes the best because they are all three his favorites so far. His least favorite is English. Of course, that makes sense since he has the written expression deficit.

We are supposed to be having his IEP meeting by the end of August I think. I haven't gotten the final invite yet, so I am not positive about the actual date. I am kind of worried that The Boy's father is going to show up and complain about the Transitions class. I am worried that he will pitch fits that he doesn't need a class like that and that he should be taking something else. And when that happens, he will tell The Boy and that will get him down on the class too. Last year, the man showed up to an IEP meeting for the first time ever. He showed himself then, but luckily, the staff there knew who knows what is going on with The Boy.

I know that Gin commented on my last post that her son will be going to the same school that his dad is employed. I am assuming that he also has an IEP. I just wondered if his father attended the IEP meetings and if he has the same problems that I have. The specific problem I have is that it sometimes seems as though the school can't look past the fact that I am not an employee at the IEP meeting...I am a parent. Is it just this school (because I know it isn't just me, since there are other parent/employees here with special needs kids) or is it like that everywhere?

I will surely vent about his upcoming IEP meeting here after it takes place!

Okay. I have got to crawl back under my stacks of paperwork if I am going to be able to leave for home sometime today. If I keep working at it, then one of these first days I will be through it and will be able to wipe it from my mind so that I can be totally shocked and surprised by it all again next school year!