With a special needs “child” – she is 17 after all – there have been and will continue to be some hard things that differ from those with a typically developing child.
One that I struggle with is the groans. She cannot describe whatever it is. She doesn’t know if it is pain or being tired. Last night we figured out it was pain. Tonight she was tired.
Tonight I am tired. Hopefully she will sleep instead of waking up 3 – 5 times wondering if she has to go back to the hospital. It has been seven years since the last time. Fear is not defeated by logic or time, necessarily.
All good. ‘bye night, as my grandfather used to say.