Flaming June's Love

I am going to say it out loud right here and now. Jack has been diagnosed with ADD ADHD. SO there. Its out. He was evaluated again, by a child psychologist and he fit the criteria. So now what. So now we stick to a plan of attack and get this boy on a healthy path to coping with these symptoms. As we google the hell out of this we are finding that there is a way to get through this. It wont always be easy but we will make sure this boy grows to be the man he was intended to be. In the process we have applied for the assistance of a TSS worker. This is Therapeutic Staff Support. A person that will attend class with Jack and be his own little helper. Help him with any of the times he may have episodes of needing to focus they will be there to teach him how to cope with these symptoms. The plan is two years of intensive TSS and therapy at home we will get him through this. A few short words to start this adventure. A few short words to express my feelings of Jack Having a "DIAG...

On Letting Go author unknown To "let go" does not mean to stop caring. It means I can't do it for someone else. To "let go" is not to cut myself off. It's the realization that I can't control another. To "let go" is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To "let go" is not to try to change or blame another. It's to make the most of myself. To "let go" is not to care for, but to care about. To "let go" is not to fix, but to be supportive. To "let go" is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To "let go" is not to be in the middle, arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own destinies. To "let go" is not to deny, but to accept. To "let go" is not to nag, scold, or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To "let go" is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to ...

I WROTE THIS ABOUT MYSELF ABOUT A YEAR AGO. I WAS ATTEMPTING TO START A NEW BLOG WHICH NEVER KICKED OFF. I AM KINDA FUNNY. IT IS STILL ALL TRUE, WHICH IS KINDA SAD. I am a 43 year old wife/mother/nurse and hoochie mama as my husband loves to call me. I blog for cathartic reward. I read other blogs for insight into my own life. I have a 20 year old daughter, and 18 year old daughter and three year old son. This combination assuredly qualifies me for some amount of respect, if not a few warmhearted chuckles sent my way. I survived a massive heart attack after the birth of our son at the age of 39. I am in a daily struggle with my mortality and my wish for some really good cake without fat, cholesterol, or calories. The treadmill, albeit a lifeline to surviving heart disease is at this moment my nemesis. My motivation to keep it together happens to be the very things that challenge my sanilty. My beautiful, loving, funny, family. They are beyond what makes me tick, they are my clo...