I have had several rough months lately. Summer was sooooo chaotic. I was just trying to survive it all, to be honest.
When my kids went back to school in August, he was molested at his school by another child with special needs. They said there was no crime. They said there was no sign of force of coercion.
There’s no way my son willingly let another boy take off his shorts in the pool and let him perform oral on him. My son hates being naked in front of people. He hates it when I fix his shirt.
All these organisations said the same thing. No crime. I said he has autism. He can NOT consent. The TAs neglected him enough that this happened. Again, they kept on repeating that there was no crime.
Somewhere around here, there is a boy, walking around with no punishment what so ever, who has molested my son. And there will be no record of it. Chances are high that he will turn from a child predator to an adult predator. I still get an upset stomach thinking about what happened to him.
Then almost two weeks ago, one of my daughters, had 3 grand mal seizures in a row. She now needs medication. It was scary.
Panting, full body shaking, foaming, throw up and eyes rolling back. I screamed at my husband and he told me to call 911. They came and took her in the ER. I met my husband at the hospital later with my son. It traumatised her.
So now we have to watch her. She had a scare later. She started swaying, tongue hanging out, etc.
The look she gets after a seizure or when she looks like she might end up having one is soooo scary. I still have to wait for her insurance to renew and make all sorts of appointments and such.
So that is what I’m dealing with now. I’ve put on 5 pounds. ughhhh. I feel blah and just out of it. After the emergency is over, my husband is back to the same old same old. I still feel like I’m dealing with everything all by myself.
darktippedrose 