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So Mason's evaluation is tomorrow and I'm ridiculously nervous about. Like he could pass or fail it... Argh. This whole thing just sucks!

We've decided to wait for UIC to get him checked out by a doctor. Of course it's been a week, and I haven't heard from them, so I don't know if he was "triaged" in or not. I guess I'll have to put them on the list of phone calls to make at nap time.

I had to fill out 300 forms in triplicate for his eval tomorrow. Some of the questions where so obscure and impossible to answer. "What does your child do in a group situation when drugs or alcohol are involved?" Um, he does nothing, because he's 3, doesn't know what those things are, and wouldn't be anywhere where such things where going on. Really, I'm just hoping to hold myself together until the end. I'm sure it would be a fine show for the psychologist for me to be a blubbering mess in the middle of the whole thing.

I guess this is more of a vent then any kind of an update. This whole thing is actually harder to deal w/now that the ball is rolling. I don't have any faceless strangers to be angry at. I just have to deal w/the situation, and my anger at the whole thing.

Classes start next week for summer school. I'm trying to mentally prepare myself for it. It seems like a distant memory now, the classes I had 5 weeks ago. So much has changed since then. I have a feeling it's going to be harder to focus on school this semester. And semesters to come, for that matter. Not sure how to deal w/classes and everything else that is going on.

I guess that's it until tomorrow afternoon. Hopefully we have a good idea if he'll be going to Westlake or not. Hopefully he is, so he can get the therapy he needs.
Peace-out, ya'll.