This and that....

It's another Saturday. I weighed myself this morning and was down to 198, so for this week, I actually LOST 4.2 pounds. I'll take it and won't fuss at all!
It's been a pretty rough couple of weeks. I have been getting email after email about my son at school and finally capitulated. I called our family doctor and talked to him about the munchkin. He has been diagnosed as having ADHD and we're trying him on Adderall. It's a rough blow because I didn't want to have to medicate my child. I was adamantly against medication. Hubby is still highly unhappy about it and hasn't forgiven me, the teacher and the school for it. It's hard to see your child medicated. I want to give this a try and see how long it takes to get him to settle down. What really tipped it was when the teacher emailed me and pretty much laid out that she was having difficulty teaching him and the rest of his class because he was so disruptive.
He started taking his medication on Thursday. There was no significant change, but we did notice that he now doesn't sleep as easily as he used to. For example, right now it's 9:30 and he's flipping and flopping and trying to get comfortable. Last night, it was after 11:00 before he went to sleep. His Martial Arts instructor told me today that he did see a change today. That's good. Once we get this built up in his system, we should see a positive outcome.
The one thing that made me less angry was that his teacher has repeatedly told me that she loves him and wants him to succeed. She reminded me that we don't know what a "normal" child is because every child is their own version of "normal". We shall see what the Adderall does for him.

Then we have my daughter, who tested for, and earned, first chair in band. She plays the flute and is doing pretty well. I need to nag at her tomorrow because she didn't play at all today. No computer for her until she practices!!

And to add insult to injury, today my stupid dishwasher bit the dust. It had been on its last legs and finally chose today of all days to croak. I'd turned it on before leaving for martial arts at 9:50. We were out until 11:30 and when we walked in, the apartment stank to high heaven of burning rubber. I think the motor finally gave up and died. We'll see what they're going to do. I reported it to day. Whether or not it is resolved remains to be seen, but...time will tell. In the meantime, I'm stuck washing dishes by hand. YUCK!!