You absolutely OUTDID yourself. It's artwork. I just love it. Really, wow!
All y'all absolutely CRACK me up!!! Ah yes...so much drama within the hallowed halls of schools!!
Okay...well...we have a rather large student...nearly 6' 4 and probably 375 pounds....and then some. He's just a great big person. He's profoundly autistic and prone to bouts of violence. He doesn't know his own strength. So imagine a six year old in that body having a temper tantrum. He can snap metal scissors in half like it's cardboard.
He showed up at school yesterday having shredded all of his clothing while on the private van that takes him to and from school. Including his shoes. He also shredded the inside of the van...tore out the ceiling and the seats. Not having a good morning. We were called and I went out to meet him as I know him well and can usually get him back on track. I opened the door to the van and he's nekkid as a jaybird. He says to me...
"hi...I'm naked."
clearly.
He seems okay though, a little more calm than I was expecting. I called for sheets and stuff to be brought out...along with the very large custodian we have who helps out in situations where we need some heavy backup!
I got him wrapped up and covered and he walked calmly into the building with me all the way to the "calming down room"...(aka Padded room). We got him in there and he sat down. For about ten minutes. Then he wanted out. So he's pounding on the door...that we can't lock by law. So we've got the custodian, two male aides and the consulting psychiatrist holding the door.
He also wee'd all over the floor...wee'd on the observation window. And I can't have him in there with urine on the floor. But we can't open the door. Somehow I manage to get his attention and tell him in my firmest voice that he needs to SIT DOWN in the corner b/c there is a mess we need to have cleaned. So he sat. And stayed sitting while the custodian did a quick mop up and tried to sanitize a little. As soon as the custodian left though, he was pounding on the door again which required four large men to keep it shut and he was still managing to move them.
at this point I think he needs to go to the psychiatric unit. he's a danger to himself and to others and we need a more secure situation.
He actually transferred really smoothly. The paramedics came in. Thankfully they listened to me and let me lead him out and sit on the stretcher with him. He rode nicely in the ambulance. Almost comatose like. But as soon as we got him into a room in the hospital, he throws a chair out of the blue...which hit a nurse in the face...so her nose is bleeding...my "student" is screaming bloody murder as blood freaks him out. He's scratching himself to bits and grabbing at me, so now I'm covered in blood.
it was insanity.
finally he had to be restrained and medicated. It was sad. But in a way it needed to happen for mom to see that it's time to think about permanent placement. He's too volatile...sweet as he can be...but unstable.
it was a long dang day. I have a bruises all over my arms and legs...but I survived!!!
how's THAT for drama?! Would y'all believe that I've had similar situations in the past...eerily similar actually.
just another day in the life!!!