Another fall, another head injury, another time your school fail you.
If you were Addison they would care, there would be questions, but it’s ok if the disabled kid falls. It’s not!!!!
You are not a second-rate citizen, you are my son and deserving of a normal life, as much as you can.
I am angry, I feel a loss of trust, I need to trust the people who care for my baby.
But there is no alternative, the only alternative is home school. I fear this would set you back, I fear this would stop you having any fun, I fear that we would have no respite. But your safety will win.
On June 26th I will fight your corner again! I am sure it will be pointless, I will be made to look neurotic. But I will fight hard.
As I stood looking at you tonight, my beautiful little human, I feel a pang of anger, why can you not talk, I want to hear that voice, I wonder how it sounds.
How you would say Mummy?
But then you smile sweetly in your sleep, I hope you dream wonderfully, deeply, magically. You are my superhero, you make my heart grow, you make me proud. I hope I do you.