annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fighting on So. It's been all about my grandson, this last few days, or however long it's been. Something about starting school down here made the reality of what's happened to his mother finally register and he keeled right over. (In case you just found this blog, she has advanced MS which has destroyed her once brilliant mind, as well as her body, so she doesn't speak, or necessarily recognise us, but she may live for five more years, or more, or less and hasn't had any mothering capacity for three or four years. Her son is sixteen.) Which is hard, and made harder by the school system. Fucking hell, they were straight on his case over a couple of missed days and a few leaving earlies. Luckily one of my oldest pals is a teacher at this school and he's been brilliant. As with so many things in Britain today, it's the government's fault. They have slashed the budget for non-teaching staff in 6th form colleges (post 16) by 70%. Seventy fucking per cent! And have imposed all kinds of regulations about attendance and blah blah blah, so GS thought he'd blown it with the school, but couldn't quite face going in because he's a sixteen year old boy on the verge of crying all the time, so he must be a total failure. Oh man, the poor little soul, my heart was breaking for him, and for Younger Daughter (his aunt and now his guardian), struggling to find a way through. But we made it, I collected work today for him to do at home, there's quite a bit of support available, everyone agrees that these are extenuating circumstances, he can have a bit of space, blah blah blah. And here is a copy of the letter my daughter has sent to everyone we can think of who knew ED before all this happened to her: Dear Everyone, She's gonna be a good second mum to him, isn't she? So that's been us, why I've not been writing. I am grateful for: my daughter's spirit and determination to do the best she can; getting to yoga today - I missed it for nearly three weeks, so calming; the internet enabling us all to communicate easily; central heating; shite telly Sweet dreams xxxx 9:43 p.m. - 08.10.15 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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