Ha. The best laid plans and then God laughs. I had an appt. at 1 at the school with the team working on the 504 and the IEP for the little man. We picked up the babysitter and they had plans to shoot zombies in the backyard. I left and went to my meeting. I wasn't there for three minutes when my phone rang and I needed to go home. And so I did.
I don't know what happened, other than nerves about my meeting. But he trashed the house. Even though I said I wasn't ever going to, I called the crisis line and that did absolutely no good. After giving all my information I was patched through to a counselor whose phone wouldn't work. So after I lost him I hung up. At that point someone talking to me isn't going to help. He did call back a few minutes later to make sure every thing was stable. In that few minutes the little man had completely calmed down and was watching television.
After awhile he was calm enough for us to take the babysitter on an errand and get some food. He ate a couple Arby roast beef sandwiches. Food, especially protein always helps. We stayed in a state of watching the rest of the day, but nothing more happened.
I had rescheduled the meeting. The babysitter wanted to know if I wanted her to come the next day and I opted to use my brother instead. Two major blowouts this week and both when the babysitter was here. It's hard when things have actually been better at home. I have been working on keeping my mouth shut......and using yes when possible. Nothing is perfect and we have still had some issues, but they only last a few minutes. It really felt like we were making progress on the home front.
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