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This post is going to explain why we homeschool. So, if you have read other posts from me, then you know my daughter is a type 1 diabetic. We have had some issues along the road to where we are. This is just another little piece of our story.
My daughter was diagnosed as a t1d on 4-4-14. If you don’t know what a t1d is, feel free to check out this post on Understanding Type 1 Diabetes. And here is another post that explains a little bit about Dealing With T1D if you are interested. It’s meant to help those who are struggling with being newly diagnosed.
Anyway, on with my story about why we homeschool. Now my daughter had not been feeling well before she was diagnosed with diabetes. She was having a lot of stomach issues. And shortly after her diagnosis she missed a lot of school. It seemed like her stomach was always hurting. Plus, we were dealing with this life-changing disease. We were all trying to learn how to manage.
I didn’t even try to make her go to school for about a while. I knew she didn’t feel good, and knew she needed time to cope with her new diagnosis. I needed time, I knew that she definitely did. So, after giving her that time, I now needed to try and get her back on track with her schooling. Because after all, I do feel that her education is important.
Back To School
Since she had already missed quite a bit of school, I went in to talk with the staff. I wanted to let them know what had been going on and why she had been absent. No, I hadn’t told them yet. I know you are supposed to call when they are absent, but with everything going on, that was the last thing on my mind. Plus, I thought that someone from Riley had contacted them. They had taken information about her school and we had discussed a 504 plan. So, I figured that they already knew.
They didn’t. We went into the school and told the secretary what had happened. I told her I assumed they already knew. She said they didn’t and that I needed to go talk to the nurse. Since she would be the one to care for her, I needed to go explain what my daughter needed. So they sent me to the nurse to explain our situation. And this is where things really went downhill.
Now mind you that my daughter’s entire life has changed in the blink of an eye. She has to check her sugar numerous times a day. And she must now take shots of insulin in order to stay alive. This nurse is going to have to administer shots to my daughter and care for things that will help her survive. Now let me remind you that all it takes is one little mistake and things can end up very badly. It comes down to this, I am putting my daughter’s life in her hands. Wow, just writing about this is getting me all worked up. Do you know how hard it is to type with shaking hands? Pretty daggon hard.
Anyway, we walk in to see the nurse. I started explaining our situation to her. I told her that we had just found out she was a t1d. And that she would need help my daughter with checking her blood and taking shots. After all, she was only in 3rd grade. I want you to know that nurse looked at me and said: “Well this is just becoming a full-on clinic!” Oh no she didn’t!
YES, she really did! I like to fell over. I could not believe she just told me that. And they expect me to trust this lady with my daughter’s life. I don’t think so.
And get this, I had to explain every little thing to her. NOBODY at that school knew anything about a type 1 diabetic. It was just unbelievable. I had to pretty much teach that nurse what I needed her to know. And there is a lot to learn. Plus I had to deal with the fact that if the nurse couldn’t be available for some reason nobody else could even help my daughter out. It was a very stressful situation.
I just couldn’t believe that nobody had any knowledge about this disease. The school staff did say that they could get a couple teachers to take classes so they would know how to take care of her. In case the nurse couldn’t. And it was best to have someone else there that knew how to care for her anyway. I mean only having one person in the entire school know how to care for your daughter’s life threatening disease is not a good idea. But, we didn’t stay there long enough for that anyway.
Now, keep this in mind. During my entire conversation with the nurse, she didn’t even speak to my daughter. We didn’t even get an “oh my goodness, are you okay?” Nothing! I mean, we have gotten more than that from complete strangers. Let alone someone who is going to care for her. Let me tell you, I was not a happy camper. I was very upset with the way we were being treated. But, I did try hard to let it go and move past it. I needed to get her back in school, before I got into trouble.
A t1d has to take shots of insulin. You have to figure out how many carbs they are going to eat, then figure out how much insulin to give. I have a post called Insulin Is Life Support, if you want to check it out. Anyway, this nurse told us that they don’t have nutritional information about the lunch they provide our children. She said something about it being online or something. But, she acted like it was going to be a big deal to have to figure it out. So, I said that I would send her lunch with her for a while, until we could find a way to get that information. I was also going to send in the carb count for her lunch.
Now, my daughter had to go down to the nurse every day at lunchtime. The nurse needed to check her blood then call me. And I was supposed to figure out how much insulin she was to give my daughter. You have to factor in your blood to figure out the amount of insulin to take. Since the school nurse didn’t really know anything this was the best option for the time being.
She was also supposed to go check her blood before she got on the bus. If she was what’s considered low, they were to call me. Of course, they had things on hand to treat her. But, it was up to me if I wanted her on the bus or wanted to go pick her up. And I guess this was all too much for this nurse. Because she ended up telling me that my daughter needs to start checking her own blood. Now, I do agree that she needs to be able to do that. BUT, she is still little and I feel she needs time to work on this on her own. Plus, she’s not even been at school much so how can it be that big of an inconvenience for her? Meanwhile, I’m still trying to keep moving past all of these issues.
So, after figuring everything out, I started trying to send my daughter back to school. But every single day that I was able to get her to go, I would end up having to go pick her back up. She still wasn’t feeling well and was having a lot of trouble. And she had hardly been to school in quite some time. But, I knew that if I didn’t do something I was going to be in trouble. We were going to have truancy knocking on our door if we kept this up.
So I kept trying to push her to go. But she was really struggling. And after all we had been through I finally decided it would just be best to take her out of school. I would rather have her home with me where I knew she was being cared for properly by someone that loved her. After all, her education is important, but her health is more important than anything.
I didn’t care what anyone said about it. I wanted to put her in online school. So I did some research and found out that in my state there aren’t a lot of laws on homeschooling. And I could remove her from public school if I wanted. So, let’s just say, that’s what I wanted. I wanted her to be home with me. I was tired of trying to make her leave me and go to school every day. Tired of having her sitting there and bawl her eyes out when she did go. Just flat out tired of making her go spend every day with a bunch of people who I felt literally just didn’t give a shit about her. Excuse the language. But, that’s how I felt.
So, I ended up going to the school and speaking with the principal. I explained that I was worried about her missing so much school and I wanted to withdraw her. And she agreed that something needed to be done, or I would be in trouble. They didn’t really want me to take her out, but it was my decision. I told her how I felt about the nurse and we set up a meeting.
Now this meeting was for me to discuss the plans for my daughter. I was very emotional, to say the least. This was the first time I really had to discuss my daughter’s diagnosis. I was very stressed out and trying to deal with everything I was going through. But, I made sure that everyone in that meeting knew how I felt about that nurse. I proceeded to tell all of them about the incident with the nurse. And how I just couldn’t seem to get past it, even though I tried. Now mind you that I am literally bawling. I can’t hardly even talk because I was crying so much.
During this meeting, everyone told me they were sorry for what I was going through. And about what happened with the nurse. They also told me that she was sorry. She didn’t mean to come across that way and maybe she just had a bad day. OKAY, “Just had a bad day”. I had just had a bad month! That was no excuse. She should have taken into consideration that she was dealing with a child. After all, her job is to care for our children. How does she treat them when she’s “having a bad day”? I know how. I had witnessed it, even with other children. She’s rude! All I knew is that she wouldn’t be rude to my baby anymore.
The nurse did end up apologizing to me herself. She said that she was sorry I felt the way I did, she hadn’t meant anything by it. And I told her that “I couldn’t help the way I felt”. After all, what did they expect? I told her that “it was hard enough to learn to care for her myself. But, now they expected me to put her life in the hands of someone that acted the way she did. Someone who made me feel like she couldn’t care less and acted like my daughter was a burden”. Nothing was going to change my mind about it. I had just had enough of it all!
So, I finally signed the paperwork to withdraw her. Then I signed her up in an online school. But, that didn’t go so well either. Now, I am just homeschooling her myself. It’s not very easy. But, like I said, her health and safety are the most important thing to me. After all, you can’t really trust sending them to school nowadays anyway. With so much violence, drug use, bullying, and everything else that goes on in school, it’s just too scary. I know that things can happen anywhere, but why send her somewhere that has a much higher risk of it happening.
That’s just my opinion based on my situation. This is why we homeschool. I feel each person needs to raise their children the way they feel is best. We shouldn‘t be so quick to judge everyone. There is no right and wrong answer, to an extent. You never know what someone may be going through and struggling to deal with.
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