So the fight begins....

Ok, I can no longer do the "on behalf of Faith" writing. I will write in MY words, from MY point of view ON Faith's behalf. Sorry, but today has been one of the first, of many, days that irritate me to no end.

So moving....ya know. Moving sucks anyway. I mean you gotta pack up all your crap, crap you probably forgot you had, and load it to unload it and then put it all back up again. I think it would be real neat if they had "ready to move in" places where you didn't have to move a single slappin thing. You just moved and everything you need, and liked, was already set up. Eh, wishful thinkin' I suppose. Anyways, so we're moving. Moving from one city to another.

So I go to Nutter Fort today (the 1st school Faith ever attended, which she left 2 yrs ago) to enroll her. The principal is awesome. He's a former Marine Sergeant so he looks rough, but his heart is pure gold. I know, I've seen this man practically in tears...it was heart-wrenching. Anyways, I go in and ask if he wants Faith back and he immediately smiles. I explain to him that we're moving back to Clarksburg. He asked where. I told him. He said that wasn't his area and that I needed to talk to the principal over at North View to sign the transfer papers and then set up and IEP meeting before she can actually attend Nutter Fort. Fine. Now mind you, Monday is the first day of school. I know...procrastination...but I assumed transfer papers would be the only thing I needed to do. So I head to North View. Nobody's there. I'm looking around the building and there are steps everywhere. There is absolutely no way Faith can even get into this school, let alone the fact that the Special Needs classroom is located on the 3rd floor. Granted they have an elevator, but what if there's a fire?? There's no way she can be carried down 3 flights of stairs. So at this point, I'm kinda freakin out. I mean I have got to get some answers...TODAY!! So I'm done. I will go right to the source...the BOE itself. Hell they are gonna have to help me there, right? I dreaded this. I have not had one good experience with these people yet so I had a feeling my day was going to do nothing but go downhill. I even called Joel to "warn" him that the next call he gets from me might be from the Harrison County jail. Yes. That bad.

So I walk into the BOE building with my boxing gloves on and since there's no receptionist downstairs I just picked a floor. 2. That's always been a good number (process of elimination, really. There were 3 levels, I picked the middle). So I tell my story to the "fill in" secretary and she picks up the phone to call Mr Yedneck. No answer. Calls Miss Media (oh buddy, her and I have clashed in the past) and she pretty much tells her (not knowing the specs on the situation and not having a clue it's me) that I needed to do the transfer between principals. So another gentlemen overhears me freaking out and asks me if he could help. Well, before I even got 2 words out a lady steps out of a nearby office and he intros her and I. So...I start my story again. Before I got a sentenance out a gentleman steps off the elevator and she interrupts me to intro me to him. At this point I felt like I was just being "pawned" off to any passer-by. I met John Babyak (do you hear the choir and see the halo yet?) and he immediatly takes me upstairs to his office. Sits me down and asks my story. So, from the beginning I tell him. His response? Immediatly picks up the phone to call remarking how there's no way that Faith can go to North View without it being handicapp accesible. Wow! So, he makes several calls and to get to the point of the matter...this man made it happen. He brought down Miss Media into his office and pretty much said "Make it happen". It was amazing. I was so shocked about how smoothly things went, actually I was a bit frightened that the end was near. So I got his card, thanked him (with tears), and made sure that he got a picture of Faith. I mean this man didn't only make it happen, but he truly acted like he cared and was interested. He didn't approach the situation as Faith being another statistic. It was awesome! Justice for Faith!! Yayyyy!!!

So, the first battle has been won. But I know the first battle is the easiest, so the fight begins.

Ouch

Ok so you'll learn as these posts start that things that are "normal" for most kids are a big deal sometimes for me. Here's an example.

Yesterday I was at mommy's and she had me on the couch changing my diaper and brushing my teeth. Daddy pulled up so she left me on the couch to get up and run to the door to tell Daddy that it would be just a minute. I guess when I tried to get up my hand slipped off the couch and I landed upside down right on my head. Mommy and Joel (mommy's fiance) ran over to me and quickly snatched me up and sat me on the couch. Mommy was freaking out and then Daddy heard me crying hard (I don't cry very often so usually when I do, there's something wrong). Mommy and Daddy held me and calmed me down. Mommy walked me out to Daddy's truck and everything was fine.

Later Mommy called Daddy 3 times to make sure I was ok. Daddy kept telling her I was fine but it's when things like this happens that everyone freaks out. I'm a little tougher than what most people think, but I guess they worry because of my shunt and stuff. Heck I'm a tough little girl. Mommy tells me to keep that up so I can beat up any boys that try to kiss me. Course I think if any boys ever try to kiss me then Daddy would step in. Oh gosh, I'll never have a boyfriend with these two!!!