Confessions from the mind of this sleep deprived mom navigating the world of complex medical needs, deafblindness, and special education. And y'all, it may not always be pretty, but it's real, and it's always for the love of Ivey.
Back in another place in another time I was a secondary education teacher. I taught Biology to the hormonally challenged world of sixteen year old. In that world they already knew how to arrange themselves into a straight line, take turns, raise their hands, and read and write. Now in saying that, most of the challenge went toward reminding them to just merely do those things. Recall information. Basic information.
This is year I will dip into the world of Elementary education, a science lab for little people. So I am reaching to the masses and requesting vital information from those already versed in the world of the elementary years.
I did not go through the education department while in college. I majored in Bio minored in Chem and added a teaching certificate later. This means I have absolutely no bulletin board making skills. I'm a blank slate. Help. Think Science.
I need ideas for choosing who goes first, which table lines up for the door first, how to pick who…
A day or a week, it doesn't matter, it goes way up and way down within moments. And sometimes I really have to ask, is this normal? Does everyone taste the bitterness amongst the sweet like this?
For the record, this has been Ivey's best summer. In her Life. Which also means it has been mine. One of MY happiest. Slow, steady...FUN...friends, beach, pool, spend-the-nights, swimming, play-dates, trips alone, trips with great friends. Time Home. Our Family. Together. No emergency rooms. No hospital over-nighters.
The world started spinning slower this summer.
Another change this summer was our nursing hours. Two nights a week we are on our own. No nurses. For the first time in six years... At first we were scared and intimidated of nights alone with Ivey. We sat watching the clock not knowing what to do with ourselves. It is a very weird feeling. Someone so small can bring out our biggest fears. In our world our nights revolve around our nurses in a perplexi…