Morning,
Couldn't get out of bed this morning I was in so much pain. Every single joint felt like it had seized up. Fortunately the stinging/burning skin is a lot better, although still there to some degree. Also have a really nasty headache. I'm afraid I sobbed when dh said it was time to get up as I knew I had to go to the school this morning to speak to ds1's teacher about yesterday's incident, but I really didn't feel like I could get out of bed, let alone traipse up the road and wait in a freezing playground.
Took some paracetamol and just managed to creak my way to school. Fortunately his teacher was great. She said she is pleased I told her what happened yesterday and she felt it was serious enough to warrant further investigation, so she would speak to the dinner lady that got involved and find out who the bigger boys were. Ds told me there were enough of them to fill a whole dining bench and he was on his own. Makes me feel sick to think about how alone and scared he must have felt. Poor mite, can't even feel safe in a dining hall full of teachers, dinner ladies and other children, its no wonder he's frightened to go in the toilets or out in the playground.
He sobbed this morning saying he didn't want to go to school because he always gets hurt and picked on. He said he is expecting to get hurt anyway today as they have football and the others kick the ball so hard and fast that he can't stop it and it always hits him really hard. He's just not sporty and far too dyspraxic to be able to stop a ball coming towards him at full speed. I think it also upsets him that he's always last to be picked for a team because the other children know he's hopeless at football.
We are really going to push for him to have a safe place to go at breaktimes, but that doesn't help if he can bullied in a busy dining hall and no-one even notices. I really want to just take him away from that place, but my gut feeling is that it wouldn't be right for him in the long run.
Anyway, enough about me and mine.
Dog, lovely to hear about Arlo doing so well.
MissJ, sorry to hear about your ring. The same thing happened to a really special ring dh bought me years and years ago. I knew it was loose, didn't get it sorted and it just disappeared. I turned the whole house upside down, searched for weeks and couldn't find it. Had finally given it up for lost when I went to put the dog bed in the washing machine and there it was. Thing was, I'd washed that bed several times since I lost the ring. Still don't know what happened, it was just sitting there on the side of his cushion, there was absolutely no way it could have been there the whole time. Very strange indeed.
Metal detector is a really good idea. Definitely worth I go I reckon.
Tink, sounds like Bracken is really getting a move on. Dd has only done five unaided steps in one go so far, you can see her thinking about it and then deciding to drop to her knees and crawl instead because its quicker. Looks like she is on the verge of cutting her upper incisors as well, poor old gums look really bulgy and sore and you can see and feel the teeth now. Wish they'd get a move on, I neeeed some undisturbed sleep!
Lenni, I saw a programme about people with those sort of 'toilet issues' once. Apparently its incredibly common.