Today was okay. We went to the school the last period of the day is really hard. There are a lot of kids there that are not usually in our class. I have to constantly tell this one group of kids. Please stop banging your desk. Please put your feet down pay attention over and over and over, but I'm proud of myself because I have been able to hold my cool. Or I should say. I've been able to keep others from losing theirs, which is not easy. The teacher is treating me as an equal now, and that really helps. I don't feel I have to ask her for every little thing. When the kids are misbehaving, I jump right in last year, she used to ask me what happened all the time, which made me feel kind of less than or more accurately, not an equal. The principal asked me about the boy that I was talking to last week apparently he got into it with another teacher and the principal was asking me that I see it. And I told him no. But then when I thought about it. he probably did get into it with her i just turned around and made a call I heard him talking to somebody Either way, I didn't see enough to help. So I guess I shouldn't let it bother me. I don't know if my arm is better or not, every time I think it feels better. It seems to start hurting worse. My neck is still hurting. Like I said, I guess I'm getting old have been at my computer most of the day. I am excited about the website. It's almost ready I'm not to go to the school on Thursday the kids have half a day and since there's no school on Friday they get to have their earned time which means they get to do special things depending on how much money they have earned through the week. So they'll be playing. I think I'll go to a movie and then to a dinner there starting at church. My brother went to a psychiatrist today through my mom of course, I learned that he was diagnosed with attention deficit disorder. LOL. I think it's funny, only because that's what I told my mom, I thought he had. So she started reading about it and leaving books around. But anyway, he was diagnosed with that and started on medication I am really proud of him. I just wish he felt like he could talk to me I wish he felt the need to call me. But oh well, the important thing is that he actually went for help, which is totally awesome. Considering how much it was discouraged in our family. The thing that gets me though is that the psycho dad that spread his psychoness to all of us thinks he's just fine. I am really nervous. I'm going to Orlando on Saturday for graduate workshop at canine companions. The parents had to take care of Brock Payton, and Alex. They were going to come with us, but the mom tells me now that she is going to stay home with the kids and the dad is to bring us to Orlando. Totally yuck I ask beth to think about going. I hope she does, but she would have to get ready really early. So I understand if she doesn't want to come, because she works all week. I told her I would be okay to just makes me think of all the time I was with him when the mom got sick and don't remember a lot of it. But I remember enough to know. I don't want to spend all that time with him, but I will do it because I also want to see my friends at canine companions Stacy was going to take me. But she had to go to New York to help her grandma her grandpa is really sick in hospice. Oh well, just make sure I bring extra Seroquel, because Lord knows I am going to need it. I wish I was kidding. It's late so I better go.
Goodnight to us