Olivia is miserable - no one asks her to play at break, she's unhappy and humiliated about not being invited to a birthday party (UPDATE: which really isn't as bad as it sounds, but I just asked the mum about it and tried to tell her the reason's more innocuous, but now she's disgusted with me) - she doesn't like anyone's games. She just walks around alone, like the Autistic kid who doesn't speak in school.
What do I do? How to fix this? Will the psychologist have answers?
She's been great in school today, did her work... she was great all day - now she doesn't want to go to bed, so she's upstairs in her room jumping up and down on the floor, for the last ten minutes, to annoy us. In protest, at how boring this house is, there's nothing to do, no games or toys, because we're POOR and we can't buy her anything she likes and she's played all her DS games and we never go anywhere because we're POOR and she wishes she didn't exist and wishes she hadn't been born to this stupid house etc etc. Now she's in the hall banging in the floor as the alternative isn't getting enough attention. Last night she did the same and I put her outside the door, cue more screaming and banging and misery, but it ended it quickly. Well. Not quickly, but finally, I guess.
True Blood's on in about 7 minutes. Does anyone have a tranquiliser? I'm already giving her herbal sleeping pills that aren't supposed to be for kids, but, well, they don't really work, basically.
What do I do? How to fix this? Will the psychologist have answers?
She's been great in school today, did her work... she was great all day - now she doesn't want to go to bed, so she's upstairs in her room jumping up and down on the floor, for the last ten minutes, to annoy us. In protest, at how boring this house is, there's nothing to do, no games or toys, because we're POOR and we can't buy her anything she likes and she's played all her DS games and we never go anywhere because we're POOR and she wishes she didn't exist and wishes she hadn't been born to this stupid house etc etc. Now she's in the hall banging in the floor as the alternative isn't getting enough attention. Last night she did the same and I put her outside the door, cue more screaming and banging and misery, but it ended it quickly. Well. Not quickly, but finally, I guess.
True Blood's on in about 7 minutes. Does anyone have a tranquiliser? I'm already giving her herbal sleeping pills that aren't supposed to be for kids, but, well, they don't really work, basically.
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22.01... still banging...
Y'all have got to get some help. You need tools. And no, I don't mean a hammer.
'No, I won't go in your stupid car. And if you make me go in there, I will smear chocolate all over it because I KNOW you have chocolate in there!'
No she won't, I ate it all before I went to work in a fit of stress and depression one morning before work a week or so ago.
Mary, we are. We're in the process of getting a diagnosis, maybe you missed it. I've had the first meeting the occupational therapist and meet with the psychologist who's an Asbergers expert on the 11th. Nothing's going to get fixed over night though, you know?
Update: 10.30 and the banging has stopped because I told her I'd talked to her friend's mum re party non invite and she's furious and upset with me for embarrassing her, even though it's really not as bad as we thought.
There is no winning here, sadly, but at least there's been a few moments of quiet...
jesus Jo you really have your work cut out for you there..i feel stressed just reading that :( really hope that things improve for you all when you finally get a diagnosis..still..xx
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