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Your Child Is Not Alone Here

My child has ADHD, cry, cry, cry. Whine. Whine Whine. I am trying to pay attention, but this parent’s child has every ailment. She wants a 504, and IEP, and any extra intervention, as there is always something. She is in my office more than all the other parents put together, and I have hundreds of parents. An incessantly annoying tick of a loud clock demands my full attention. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Man, is that thing loud! I’m sorry. Can you please repeat this? I ask her. She has not stopped talking, so I try to catch up. He has ADHD, a broken foot, a sore finger, and he lost his hardhat yesterday. Your child? No. My husband. I try much harder to listen this time. But then a fly lands on my desk. Man is that thing loud!

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Date: 10/29/2018 10:09:00 AM
Ba-haaaa! Oh that one's great! Cracked me up...
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/29/2018 10:30:00 AM
Being more ADHD than any other in this school building keeps me satisfactorily distracted.
Date: 10/26/2018 7:26:00 AM
Lovely attention to detail... the ticking clock, the fly... it's amazing what distracts us when we're barraged like that. Loved the part where it sounds like the kid lost his hardhat- hahahaha! ;)
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/26/2018 9:44:00 AM
I am so ADHD the children have difficulty competing with me.

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