Holy 2020, Batman

This year has been one for the books.

I finally was able to get Community Living Support set up for Jerah. Then he got mad (I think) at Rosie the Cat and in his rage whipped a frozen spaghetti dinner out of the freezer and sent it sailing… right into my CLS worker’s head. Giving her a huge goose egg and a mild concussion.

My body has decided to be allergic to banana peppers for some reason. I am allergic to a host of other plants… tomatoes, walnuts, wheat, celery, maybe avocados (I don’t like them enough to test it out to be sure).

My moods are being artificially regulated via the world of pharmaceuticals. I am cautiously optimistic that this med is working. My mind is somewhat less of a roller coaster and I have not sunk into a depressive episode so far.

School for Jerah will start on the 26th, four days in person and one day of online home schooling a week. I have a job that is so wonderfully accommodating, and they are going to let me work one day at home so that I can be home for Jerah.

Jerah was eating a popsicle too fast yesterday and yelled “OH NO!” I hollered from my room, “What’s the matter, bud?” He yelled back, “EYE-BALL HURTS!” Brain freeze. Too cute. In our house, brain freeze is now called “Eyeball hurts.”

I wracked my knuckles on our cupboards accidentally as I was reaching for something and when I yanked my hand back and shouted “Ouch!” Jerah jumped up and came sailing at me. I was worried that he was about to shove me for shouting loudly. But he came over and took my hand in his and looked very closely at it and then looked at my face and said “Momma owie hand?” I told him, “Yes, Momma got an owie on her hand.” He looked at my hand again, his face gravely serious with concern. He kissed my hand and said “All better,” and walked away. Yes. Yes, baby. It’s all better now for sure.

Jerah got really mad at his hair and wanted it cut. But apparently only the part that was bothering him.

So we walked around with 1/3 of a hair cut for a few days until I could convince him that we really should even it out.

And I will leave you with this, my new favorite picture:

I tried to take a picture of the setting sun through the trees and instead got this.

Published by justjerah

I am Mom to Jerah (a super cool 14 year old diagnosed with autism), a social worker on the side, a recovered drug addict established 4/15/2014, and a highly creative person who needed another artistic outlet, so welcome to our blog.

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