Seriously Pissed
Those of you who know me know that I adore my children and do the best I can for them. Today I got a call from DFACS. The school reported me for child neglect.
My youngest son has a medical issue called encopresis that I have been dealing with for quite some time now. It is a type of stool blockage. I talked to my doctor who referred me to a developmental pediatrician who referred me to a gastro guy. Gastro guy said lets try this laxative. Laxative didn't work, but I didn't go back because said doctor is like an hour away, I didn't have a working vehicle then, and he gave me the creeps. I am still not sure what it was about him, but I just didn't really like the guy. He might be a fine doctor. Maybe I'm just nuts. Anyhow, I went back to my family doctor who said try this laxative. I tried that laxative, didn't work. I tried suppositories, but my son cried and I don't blame him so I stopped that although those were actually helping. Castor oil didn't help either. During all of this, my family doctor relocated and my insurance changed.
When I enrolled my youngest son in school I explained what was going on. They said to put extra underwear in his bookbag and he can clean himself up. No problem. We did that. My husband had a stroke and scared about what might happen if things went bad and I didn't have a job, I got a job. My first week at work, the boys got strep throat. I did have them in ASP. The antibiotic gave Zane diarrhea. I explained this to ASP, but they said they didn't have the staff to deal with it and kicked him out.
They finally said they would form a panel to see what they could do to help with the situation since I can't very well make Zane sit on the toilet when he is in school. I need them to make him sit on the toilet after lunch for at least 10 minutes, but they refuse to do this. I got a letter from them on the 25th saying that they needed the medical paperwork by the 28th so that they could do this panel. I left a message with the counselor explaining that I couldn't do it by then, but that my son had an appointment on the 4th with his new pediatrician and that I would get them the paperwork on that day or soon after. Then today I get the call from DFACS.
They also reported that my son had left his backpack at school and that I didn't go pick it up. Hello? I work. Also, I didn't know about it. He told me he lost it. I was going to buy him a backpack the next day when he showed up with one and said his teacher gave it to him. I figured they must have extra backpacks for such an occasion and shrugged it off. I got other stuff to deal with. Like trying to walk from the bed to the bathroom after I get home from being on my feet all day. I still have the fibromyalgia which makes my life hell.
The DFACS worker was like IF you take him to the doctor, then I will call the doctor and get confirmation and all this can be resolved. I said there will be no IF because he will be going ot the doctor. What the hell?
I am so fucking pissed off right now that I am shaking. All I need is for them to listen and to do what I need without me having to jump through flaming hoops. I didn't even get a warning on this. No, we will have to report you to DFACS. No nothing.
I am feeling hurt over this. I know I'm no June Cleaver, but I love my kids. I don't abuse them. The worst they go through is that occasionally they may have to wear a pair of socks twice because I'm behind on laundry.
Okay, I'm done now. Thanks for letting me vent.
My youngest son has a medical issue called encopresis that I have been dealing with for quite some time now. It is a type of stool blockage. I talked to my doctor who referred me to a developmental pediatrician who referred me to a gastro guy. Gastro guy said lets try this laxative. Laxative didn't work, but I didn't go back because said doctor is like an hour away, I didn't have a working vehicle then, and he gave me the creeps. I am still not sure what it was about him, but I just didn't really like the guy. He might be a fine doctor. Maybe I'm just nuts. Anyhow, I went back to my family doctor who said try this laxative. I tried that laxative, didn't work. I tried suppositories, but my son cried and I don't blame him so I stopped that although those were actually helping. Castor oil didn't help either. During all of this, my family doctor relocated and my insurance changed.
When I enrolled my youngest son in school I explained what was going on. They said to put extra underwear in his bookbag and he can clean himself up. No problem. We did that. My husband had a stroke and scared about what might happen if things went bad and I didn't have a job, I got a job. My first week at work, the boys got strep throat. I did have them in ASP. The antibiotic gave Zane diarrhea. I explained this to ASP, but they said they didn't have the staff to deal with it and kicked him out.
They finally said they would form a panel to see what they could do to help with the situation since I can't very well make Zane sit on the toilet when he is in school. I need them to make him sit on the toilet after lunch for at least 10 minutes, but they refuse to do this. I got a letter from them on the 25th saying that they needed the medical paperwork by the 28th so that they could do this panel. I left a message with the counselor explaining that I couldn't do it by then, but that my son had an appointment on the 4th with his new pediatrician and that I would get them the paperwork on that day or soon after. Then today I get the call from DFACS.
They also reported that my son had left his backpack at school and that I didn't go pick it up. Hello? I work. Also, I didn't know about it. He told me he lost it. I was going to buy him a backpack the next day when he showed up with one and said his teacher gave it to him. I figured they must have extra backpacks for such an occasion and shrugged it off. I got other stuff to deal with. Like trying to walk from the bed to the bathroom after I get home from being on my feet all day. I still have the fibromyalgia which makes my life hell.
The DFACS worker was like IF you take him to the doctor, then I will call the doctor and get confirmation and all this can be resolved. I said there will be no IF because he will be going ot the doctor. What the hell?
I am so fucking pissed off right now that I am shaking. All I need is for them to listen and to do what I need without me having to jump through flaming hoops. I didn't even get a warning on this. No, we will have to report you to DFACS. No nothing.
I am feeling hurt over this. I know I'm no June Cleaver, but I love my kids. I don't abuse them. The worst they go through is that occasionally they may have to wear a pair of socks twice because I'm behind on laundry.
Okay, I'm done now. Thanks for letting me vent.