On Monday....

I first get a note from son's teacher that he missed his field trip today while we were at his doctor's appointments. One appointment was his normal neuro-feedback, the other was to talk about what happened Friday. Later I get a note from his teacher that his behavior in the afternoon was way off norm, rolling in the floor laughing and he ate a kleenex. Now, he wasn't on the stimulant today, but he's going back on tomorrow, just half the dose. I show up at the YMCA to workout and every couple of minutes a YMCA after school worker would show up to tell me that Mr. Glen, the Supervisor, needs to talk to me when I'm done. He had a full page, handwritten report about my son from that afternoon. We talked and I explained what happened. He understood, but he can't go back to the YMCA tomorrow. He then tried to be very helpful and asked if there was anything he could do. I very quickly responded, "Actually, you could adopt an adorable, cute and cuddly ten year old." He said no. :-|

Well, at least I got my workout in. That is a start. I took it easy since it has been a few weeks, but I'm going to ramp it up quickly.

And work continues to not be enjoyable. I really hope that changes soon. My job is to keep these folks off of CNN, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to do that. I don't think they believe me, but then again no one ever does until it happens.