An Un-Uneventful Day (And Some Good News)

I found out today that John will remain a student at the high school, and that I'll be working with him for two 90-minute blocks per day. Yikes. We were finally introduced today, and it went pretty well. But tomorrow I'll be dealing with him taking a test in a new place with a new person (me), during which the first fire drill of the year will occur. (GULP!) One of my coworkers will be joining us tomorrow as we're expecting big problems; we've even talked with the resource officers about the likelihood of a major meltdown and tested the panic button in the room. I'm just hoping to make it out with all of my skin and hair and without getting hit by a thrown chair or laptop. I have to set my sights pretty low after the last two days!

Also, another one of the students with autism had a meltdown today. After yelling, hitting, and pushing her para down the stairs, she ran and hid. Four of us searched the entire school and grounds for her, and we finally determined that she had probably left and walked home. After much panic and searching the subdivisions near the school, she was located in a bathroom that had been searched multiple times by each para. She said nothing to the SPED Dean when she was brought to his office, and was ultimately sent home for the day. We still have no clue where she was hiding while we searched, and I have a feeling that we might not ever know.

And now the good news: the student who suffered the seizure was back in school today, feeling fine and with quite a goose egg from where he landed on his head. I'm so thankful that he didn't suffer a head injury, as the fall was pretty nasty.

As for the rest of the day, I gave myself the afternoon off after coming home from work. The past two days have been unimaginably stressful, and tomorrow will most likely be worse. Tom is a currently at a Meet and Greet with the commander of his unit. I am unable to attend since I have class tonight, and I'm pretty sure that I've never wanted to skip class like I do at this moment.

If you have a few moments to spare, I would appreciate a quick prayer that John has a good day tomorrow. This job is getting pretty crazy, and I definitely don't get paid enough to be dealing with a kid that could inflict severe bodily harm at any moment with little warning. I'd much rather be at home watching Project Runway re-runs. :)