it seems Boo must have some other letters after his name first.
Before he can be Boo Magnetobold OAM
He must be Boo Magnetobold ASD OCD.
If I wasn’t in a deep enough hole as it was the universe decided to open its bowels after a rather spicy curry and defecate down another diagnosis for mah boy.
I am not going to get into all the stuff he has been doing cause it hurts my heart, but suffice to say it is Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and he starts meds in the morning.
Silver motherfucking lining is that it happened NOW instead of during next term with the whole high school transition where the fuck is he going aide is not going to be there ratfucksonofabitch NIGHTMARE that that is going to be and I am choosing to believe that medicating now – we have gone almost 13 years without having to medicate and for THAT I deserve a motherfucking medal too – will help to ease his anxiety and help him with this HUGE life change that is about to occur.
Oh and that MPS and I can leave the house without Boo deciding that we are never coming back.
That would be good too.
Now I just have to work out a way to get him to swallow the pill. Somehow I think holding him down and stroking his neck to make him swallow like you do to a dog is a TAD inappropriate and may score me a well deserved black eye.