First update:
Brad called the Preschool director and told her what was going on with Lauren. She, personally, had never seen an outburst in Lauren, but promised to check into the matter. Her investigation revealed that none of the other teachers had ever seen Lauren having any outbursts, and in fact, all concurred that she was a very agreeable child. One theory was that when they are practicing sounds (it is a speech development preschool), they will put their hands on her face to help her form the proper vowels and consonants. Another theory is that maybe one of the other children told her if she misbehaved, something would happen. Either way, after a couple days digesting it, I calmed down and agreed (though reluctantly) to let her return to school today. But not before making sure she understood that no one should be hitting her, and if they do, tell them "DO NOT HIT ME," then tell us what happened.
And this is only Preschool. We have another 13 years of school to worry about. Aye yaye yaye.
Second Update:
My battle with Glyburide continues. I've learned that if I only wait 30 minutes before eating breakfast, the medication leapfrogs over what I eat for breakfast and goes straight for the kill when my blood sugar is on the downslope. Hence the super HIGH followed by a super CRASH. If I wait another 15 minutes, it seems to level out a bit better. And then I follow with steady snacking until around 3 pm when it starts to wind down. It's exhausting, but it's a system. And I get to eat a decent breakfast that involves such things as whole grain muffins and cinnamon-raisin toast instead of just eggs and greasy meat (though I still have to include a hearty protein).
Speaking of greasy meat (of the happy kind), Burger King's jalapeno-cheddar stuffed burger works A-OK with the blood sugar. Thankfully. Hot peppers are one of my number 1 cravings. Man, I could put Tabasco and jalapenos on everything these days. Mmm...
I also snagged a nifty ice cream maker so I can start making healthier ice cream to satisfy THAT need.
5.5 weeks to go. *still holding breath*
That kind of makes sense ... their hands were on her face as a result of a speech issue (not yelling, nor hitting, but ... related). I'm glad it sounds OK, and she's back to school.
Sounds as though the blood sugar level thing is working out ... plus only 5.5 or so more weeks to go! C'mon baby V! Go go Mama M! Hang in there, not much longer until your perfect perfect child is out in the world.
Posted by: Evelin | March 04, 2011 at 05:08 AM
It is so hard to put your trust in other people when caring for your children. Even the smallest things are questionable and to have something like their safety in question, ugh. I hope it is one of these possibilities. It seems likely that someone would have noticed Lauren freaking out. Did she name a specific teacher?
Glad you are figuring out your meds. I'm sure you will have it all squared away in 5.5 weeks. Then you will need to figure out weaning yourself off of it.
Posted by: Amy | March 11, 2011 at 08:02 AM