It was my 12 year old sons Parents evening tonight and I feel terrible. My son has struggled since starting secondary as he is quite a sensitive boy and dreads school due to the apoarent amount of shouting by teachers and military like rules. He is being assessed for Aspergers currently.
I was booked in to see the SEN teacher but popped to see his form tutor first who looked at him as though she didn't recognise him. Made a few comments on how she has no problems with him, he's never had a single warning for anything. Half hour previous to this he had told me this same teacher gave him a warning and threat of detention earlier.
By the time I got to the SEN teacher I was a bit annoyed by this. Not helped by the fact that he has had nearly two weeks off school due to a suspected faecal blockage, because he hasn't been allowed to use the toilet when needed within school, meaning he has been having to hold it in.
I basically ended up ranting at the poor woman about how I have him excellent routines set up at home, and on the way to school but I feel the school aren't meeting me halfway, that all the hard work I put in with him at home just gets messed up when he comes into school and teachers are screaming and shouting at kids. I also said that if his ultrasound next Tuesday shows that the mass that was under his belly button was in fact a faecal blockage and not something else that I would be taking my complaint higher up as they have essentially caused him to suffer both mentally and physically.
I stated that I appreciate they are understaffed and morale is likely to be low but thus just wasn't acceptable. I did apologise to the poor woman, saying that I wasn't aiming this at her personally and it's really not her fault, that she's human but I have had enough.
Feel terrible now, though I stand by what I said. It must be so hard being a teacher. For the record, my son can be a bit of a chatter box but otherwise knows how to behave.
Don't really know what I'm trying to get from posting this, but after nearly a month of Drs appointments, blood tests( he is phobic of needles) and just general worry, whilst working and dealing with a teenager dropping out of college, I just went off on one. Sorry for long post.