I am feeling a little brighter today, still a bit snotty with cold, and in and out of the loo, but the GP appointment is in sight..... He's a popular chap, and off soon on a 6 week sabbatical, so I only managed to get an appointment tomorrow by nicking one DH had made (his dodgy knee will have to wait).
It has been therapeutic downloading my woes to you lovely lot; DH is mildly sympathetic, but to be honest is blissfully ignorant of the whole "period" thing. Like most men....
This "fashion for self-harming" thing is very interesting. It's true to say that I had never even heard of it until I was well past my teens, and certainly didn't encounter it at boarding school (anorexia was the mental illness du choix, if anything). Have any of you been watching that series about teens and mental illness?
Terrible-teens-wise, our biggest challenge in the coming months will be getting DS back on track for Y9. He had the most appalling school report, dreadful attainment, minimal effort....so we are setting up a meeting with his HoY to agree "strategies". Y8 was an experiment in letting him manage his own time at home, organising his own homework etc. and it has not been a success, so the XBox will be weekends only from September, and DH's "stick" approach will be replacing my unsuccessful "carrot".