Griffin had a very awful, suck-ass day at school yesterday.
For starters, I waited for him outside his classroom. Apparently I was suppose to be outside. Oops.
So when I realized I was suppose to wait for him outside, I told him I'd be with the other parents and I'd see him in a few minutes.
More than ten minutes later, the kids were brought to us. Fifteen minutes pass the time they should have been out. And, of course, by then Griffin had lost all his shit.
I don't know why, but Griffin has some serious abandonment issues. He's always afraid I'm gonna forget him and I never had.
When the kindergarten teacher (not his teacher, the other one) brought the kids to the parents, she made Griffin wait to be last to come outside. What the fuck? Seriously? I'm standing right there. He calmed down like you asked. Why the fuck would you torture my kid like that dipshit?
It took me a good five minutes to calm him down. As we were walking away from the school I tried to divert Griffin's attention from the end of the day. I asked him if his applesauce he picked out for his snack was good.
(Due to our extensive allergies, the school is under strict orders not to give him anything other than plain water unless I have provided it.)
Then Griffin had a total, complete meltdown. No, he said. The teacher did not give him his applesauce. She yelled at him. Other kids got a snack but he did not.
So we turned around to go find the teacher.
Of course, the teacher couldn't be found, she was at lunch but not in the class room nor the teacher's lounge. I asked that she call us later in the day.
When we got home, Griffin was still upset. He could barely talk (good lordy, this is a long story). So I gave him an applesauce and half way through it he began to calm down.
Turns out the class did an activity completely involving gingerbread men. For snack, the kids each got a gingerbread man cookie. The teacher gave Griffin a gluten-free cookie (that I had provided at Kindergarten Conference).
It took over 15 minutes for me to explain to Griffin that he did get a snack, it was a cookie. He just Did Not Get It, because of course he would have rather had the applesauce instead of the cookie. So then we had to have another conversation about how the teacher is the boss and if she decides to change his snack it's okay as long as it's food Mommy has provided.
Way later in the day, the teacher called. The first words out of her mouth were Griffin had a very bad day at school.
She went on to tell me that he was very chatty (gee, I wonder where he gets that from) and had a hard time listening.
Apparently, she made him miss an entire 15 minute activity and sit in time out because he wouldn't sit on the floor and say his name.
Time out for 15 minutes? Doesn't that seem a little excessive?
Then she went on to complain that he won't look her in her eyes.
Woman, I know. Did you not read all his paper work? He has Sensory Integration Disorder. He's unofficially High Function Autism. Did you not read up on this?
Oh yeah, she read it. But then she goes on to tell me how sever it is. And she's never seen it so sever.
And let me just say this lady is old enough to be my parent. Don't tell me you've never been exposed to a child that isn't Perfectly Mainstream Oh My Holy Hell.
And then she goes on to say oh no, he's perfectly normal.
What the fuck? I'm starting to think the teacher is bi-polar.
Then we went on to talk about the snack issue and she says on Thursday she's giving raisens and Griffin can participate in that.
Uh, NO HE CAN'T. So once again, I had to get into the whole Allergy Issue and if she wants to let me know what's going on ahead of time I'll be more than happy to pack a similar snack or provide her with a variety of snacks for him but she IS NOT ALLOWED TO FEED HIM FOOD UNLESS I HAVE PROVIDED IT.
So then I had to go on and give her a 10 minute lecture of the FDA and food practices and how due to the FDA being a bunch of Dumb Fucks and allowing gluten to be used as an anti-caking agent on foods and that doesn't have to be listed on the ingredient list and Griffin will get very sick and he has more allergies than "just" wheat she's not allowed to give him something I have not provided.
At that point, I took the opportunity to inform her that next week Griffin has a re-evaluation for his sensory disorders (yes, two) and if she would like to provide the Occupational Therapist with some notes I'm sure they'd appreciate it. Her reaction was like I told her I'd take her out for the Biggest Hot Fudge Sundae Ever.
THEN the says she's giving him fruit punch tomorrow at snack time. ::banging head on table:: No, you are not. Most fruit drinks have gluten OH MY FUCK.
Seriously. I am this close to start calling other schools in our district to see if anyone has a better food allergy policy.
I'm trying really hard to not be an asshole. Really hard.
And I realize there is an adjustment period and the school has to learn about this issues.
But it's really fucking concerning when I filled out paperwork at Kindergarten Roundup and went into great detail about these things. And I talked to his teacher for 45 minutes on the phone two weeks ago and went into great detail about these things. And I filled out more paperwork at Kindergarten Conference and went into great detail about these things. And then I had to tell her THREE TIMES yesterday and went into great detail about these things AND SHE'S STILL NOT GETTING IT.
And to top it all off, Griffin did not get to do any science yesterday.