So, this week I’m going to take a suggestion from Mama Kat’s writing prompts and follow Jimmy Fallon’s famous thank you note writing style to write 10 thank you notes.
- Thank you, RN and HCI Nurse Consultant from the Division of Medical Assistance, for informing me that my son does not appear to meet the criteria for the CAP/C program. I appreciate your assertion that Autism and ADHD are “not considered medical diagnoses.” I also appreciate the opportunity to have him assessed for the program anyway, at risk of having to pay out of pocket for the assessment if he is found ineligible. You really helped keep my hope alive.
- Thank you, makers of Grip ‘n Twist Door Knob handles, for being so easy to remove. After all, I didn’t actually want to keep my son out of those rooms.
- Thank you, rash on Big Guy’s butt, for being so persistent. I think I speak for everyone when I say you’ve overstayed your welcome, though. Give my kid a break, please.
- Thank you, Squeaker’s fingernails, for growing so fast. It’s always nice to know that one of his weapons of self-destruction reappears so easily. He hates having you cut, which makes your reappearance doubly awesome. I guess you felt thwarted yesterday when he gave in easily to having his nails cut, didn’t you?
- Thank you, words, for coming out of my mouth in such awkward ways. Although my students got a good chuckle out of me saying I’d “do Oprah,” I wasn’t amused. Why couldn’t I have just said that I’d read the Oprah passage and my student could read the Barrack passage?!
- Thank you, Administration, for keeping me UNinformed about disciplinary actions on my students. It’s not like I need to know what’s going on with them, being their case manager and all, right?
- Thank you, whoever is responsible for services not being started for Squeaker yet. I absolutely love that (a) it’s been almost a year since I started trying to get help for him and (b) we had to start all over again with the approval process. Ab-so-freaking-lutely awesome. Really.
- Thank you, reemergence of Squeaker’s noise issues. It’s fun to see him with his hands always over his ears and to hear that he has to go into the cafeteria with headphones on because the noise of other kids is too much for him. I’m sure he loves being constantly overwhelmed, too. Please, sensory integration issues, leave my sweet boy alone.
- Thank you, genetics, for the many gifts you have bestowed upon me. Hashimoto’s Disease, Degenerative Disk Disease, Chronic Patellofemoral Pain Syndrome…and the list goes on and on. It’s good to know that I’ll age so well.
- Thank you, dog hair, for always being around. I could sweep and vaccuum constantly, and you’d still be around. You’re a faithful friend…
Whew. That actually felt pretty therapeutic, getting all those thank yous out of the way.
What are you “thankful” for?