It is thundering outside right now, and that is how I feel.
The IEP was not ideal. HAHAHAHAHA.
I know that's news to all of you IEP veterans.
I can't stop laughing or crying inappropriately. Oh wait - maybe the crying is appropriate.
The results weren't......terrible....but basically, our principal and superintendent (same person) lied. She lied about letting me see the IEP 48 hours in advance so that I would have 'no surprises', she lied about the dates of the IFSP meetings and phone calls to the rest of the team members there, she lied about funding to me and got very upset when I revealed what I actually know about the funding (I was not supposed to know) and suggested that there was a difference between 'can't' and 'won't', she lied to me five weeks ago (at the IFSP) and said she would try and allow for a transition period for Bubbles from one therapy to another approach, and then when I tearfully said I could not sign the IEP, she grinned like a cheshire cat as she mockingly said, "Well, if you won't sign, then Bubbles won't get services, and that doesn't seem like his best interest."
The school psychologist was another piece of work; asking me weeks ago what I wanted to happen and then recommending just the opposite, challenging the credentials of the organization that has worked (successfully!) with my child for a year, and basically being a dick.
So the results are not horrible, like I said. But they are not optimal, and the whole 'we want what's best for your child' is, predictably, a political word game they play.
I did not sign.
I need to sleep on it.
The lying boss suggested, like a vice grip on my nipples, that I must sign it or 'too bad for Bubbles'.
Lying again, she may have forgotten that I still have one more day before his birthday.
I walked out without signing.