I have been struggling to help BoBo, as well as myself. My call for help has been getting louder and louder. Unfortunately, the responses were few and far between. Even the school has not been ask helpful as I would like.
Except for the two teachers who regularly respond to my messages, my emails to BoBo’s school have largely been ignored. I even tried to explain that I was trying to hold BoBo accountable (with consequences) for every missing assignment. It wasn’t until I talked to the principal that I got any response at all.
I finally received an email with the grades for 4 of 6 classes. The email was accompanied with a note that "the parent viewer will show the current attendance and grades." I responded by telling her that I check the parent viewer daily and that these grades were NOT posted on the parent viewer. In fact, I added, for 1/2 of the classes there is NO grade posted at all – not one assignment’s grade entered. To this, I did not receive a response.
It is hard not to lose hope in the face of all that is going on. It seems like my efforts to create change have backfired on me. It was beginning to feel like no one, even the professionals, were willing to help me. I was losing hope. When venting about the number of messages gone unanswered to various therapists in the area, my boss suggested that the one who would eventually return my call would likely be the right one.
The next day, my cell phone rang and I felt a huge weight lifted from my shoulders. She was the therapist that my physician had recommended from my own needs, but she knew of the "perfect person" for BoBo to work with. She said that she would give him my information so that we could get things going. In the meantime, I set up an appointment for myself to visit with her.
Later in the day, BoBo’s pediatrician returned my call. He agreed in the recommendation. Even more reassuring was that all of the doctors seem to concur that the issues which I have been experiencing with him, although normal teen issues (perhaps intensified), are just a symptom of depression following his father’s death. It seems that I am on my way to getting him some help. *sigh* At least I hope so.
I want the focus to be on him healing his psyche. I’ll trust the professionals to deal with the other stuff as appropriate after that.