Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Snipers in Disguise

When you are the parent of a child with special needs, the world becomes filled with snipers, snipers capable of wounding you with a simple remark, a quick comment or sometimes just a single word.

These snipers are often people we know, a doctor with the news of yet another new diagnosis, a teacher with results of some aptitude testing or even a stranger with an off-hand remark. These innocent people who surround us in our lives, unknowingly become empowered with the potent ability to wound us deeply.

Today, it was Kim, our pretty Special Needs Coordinator. She called to ask me what I wanted to do about Nicholas's MCAS testing.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Nicholas isn't ready to take an MCAS test."

"I am calling to give you an option," Kim said. "If you don't believe he can manage the test, we can give him a replacement test designed specifically for individuals who may not have the ability to test like other children."

Kim was careful in her explanation, trying hard not to discriminate or force me into a decision I wasn't ready to make.

"I don't understand?" I asked.

"His current teacher will take samples of his work throughout the year to ensure he is continuing to learn, because as you said, he just isn't able to sit through the test." Again her careful wording.

"Wow, I said, "This sounds like something my older son Weston should consider."

Weston has been diagnosed with ADHD and has significant trouble in test-taking environments.

"Oh no!" Kim said, "You should never consider this for Weston!"

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because Weston would not receive a diploma or officially graduate if he chooses this option." And there it was, not such careful wording, this time, the cold, hard truth.

The bullet is fired into my chest as I realize that Nicholas will never receive an "official" diploma. He will never "officially" graduate.

I knew in my heart that Nicholas may never become a doctor or lawyer. I just never realized that the diploma he will receive for his many years of study at school, will never be real. Suddenly, I had a vision of Nicholas crossing the high school stage to receive his diploma, only to open it and see a big red line crossed through the document, saying, THIS IS NOT A REAL DIPLOMA!

Kim had become the next sniper. I fought back my tears and struggled to keep my voice from wavering.

"I understand," I said.

"Can we revisit this next year?" I asked, "What if three years from now he IS able to take these tests? Will he still be eligible to receive a real diploma, even though he doesn't take the test now?" My pathetic attempt to keep hope for my son, always hope for Nicholas.

"I don't know," Kim said "But I will get back to you." As I hung up the phone I knew this call to me today was not one she wanted to make.

The aftermath of this conversation with Kim made me realize why I wake up each morning feeling nervous, ready and alert. I understand why, in an instant, I am ready to run, duck, hide, roll, hit the dirt or sometimes even fire back. I am waiting for the next sniper to attack. Who will be my next attacker? What will be the chosen artillery: a bullet, a cannonball, a nuclear bomb? I have endured them all. And although my life seems like a series of mortal, life-threatening wounds and long, painful recoveries, it is perhaps by sacrificing my body and my peace of mind, that I am able to endure the hardships of life as a parent of a child with special needs.


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  1. I'm so sorry. I'm sending you a hug and some cyber support. I hope it helps to guard against other attacks.

  2. Thank you Deenie, your hug and cyber support are very helpful! Best wishes to you too!

  3. Sending you a big hug
    My friend once said that we go through the cycles of grief over and over again:-(

  4. Thank you for the support FLMama! Yes, I do feel periods of grief mixed at times with periods of intense happiness. What I have noticed about parenting my children is the intensity of all sorts of feelings. Thank you again for the hug!

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