Handbasket Mania

Well the proverbial ride in the handbasket was surprisingly short. I arrived at the IEP meeting and was met with a very apologetic look on the face of the school psych.....dead giveaway I'm afraid. She stopped short of the "I'm sorry" and began reading the report at a rate of 963 words per minute. This was to assure that I was totally thrown and somehow fall under the impression in my confused state of deciphering that the school actually looked at E's file and gave a rat's behind. Well hello.....I was born in the dark but it wasn't last night sister! Despite 3 extensive reports from the University Autism Center all unanimously stating the obvious, the school in it's unmatched ability to see through the smokescreen that is designed to fool them into thinking that I am undoubtedly trying to get something for nothing, and my master plan to get them to parent my child so that I could spend the day at the mall....said....."She's fine."
Oh her 43% absence rate and her difficulty with math beyond a 4th grade level were all me. Her lack of eye contact...me
struggle with visual distractions...me
not asking for help when she needs it...all me
You get the picture.
So I guess the moral of the story is this.....don't spend thousands of dollars, thousands of hours reasearching, thousands of miles driving, and thousands of hours on the phone with Dr's and specialists, because after all that you are still going to miss the Nordy's Half-Yearly! Dang!