Today's been *okay *in some ways and a complete *disaster *in others.
Lizze got off to class this morning without a problem. That's good because after the mixup yesterday, she was worried.
Emmett was running a high fever again and let's just say, he's not in a good place. Everything is amplified for him right now, and he has a *less than *zero frustration threshold. That's proven to be challenging.
Elliott went to school however, he wasn't comfortable being the only Gorski in the school, but that's something he just has to get over. Shortly after noon, I received a call from the school because Elliott had a blister on his foot that had recently burst and it hurt really bad.
At the very same time, I'm texting with Lizze because her transportation never showed up and no one knew who was coming to get her and when.
Now I've got three problems to worry about.
The boys grabbed their tablets and we headed off to retrieve Elliott, only to be stopped by a freaking train, for what seemed like forever. I got to the school later than I had said, because of said train. Gavin's in the front seat doing the potty dance because his bladder is apparently acting up today for the first time in a few weeks.
I get Elliott in the car and Lizze let's me know that transportation has finally arrived, sparing the boys a seventy or eighty minute round trip.
All of this on only a few hours of sleep because my head has been pounding since last night. It's a stress thing.
We had a large deposit scheduled for today and we were counting in it for a great many things. For some reason, the deposit was short almost two-thirds. We're working to figure out what happened and when it will be fixed. It will eventually be fixed but until it does, we're SOL..
Lizze is home and giving me a chance to catch my breath before she goes and lays down. DBT therapy is an exhausting process and unless you've experienced it yourself, there's no way to explain how hard it is on the person attending. That's how it's been explained to me by the professionals.
I don't really need the explanation because I can see the toll it takes on her. It's not something many people can even finish, but Lizze recognizes the benefits it can provide her life, and she knows that it will help her to be the best her possible for the rest of us.
As I writing this, I can hear Emmett freaking out again. I'm going to end this here, try to calm Emmett down, and get Lizze off to bed for a few hours.
