06/09/2019
As you all know, this was my first week back at Suffolk One college and boy has it been stressful already! 😅
My first day back was...interesting. My Dad and I had a meeting during the holidays with my Occupational Therapist and we had all agreed that I needed a mattress to lie on when having personal care in college (because the changing bench I had to use was too hard and causing my spinal rods to bruise the bottom of my back internally and caused me a lot of pain). Before going into college, my Dad and I found out that the OT spoke to the people in charge of the spLSA's (1:1 Learning Support Assistants), and THEY said a mattress would most likely be too heavy to lift, be a health and safety risk and also, my OT said that she needed to work out how to get the funding for the mattress blah blah blah (which, she already had 8-10 weeks to work out)...and that me and my spLSA would have to problem solve together and work out something else I could lay on...MY DAD AND I HAD ALREADY DECIDED THAT ONLY A MATTRESS WOULD WORK 😤...anyway...so the first day, I had to cope with the pain of the hard bench. Meanwhile, my Dad had to use his first day free from me, to get in contact with the appropriate people and see what he could do, so that I could have a mattress like I needed. Whilst doing what had to be done, he found out that the mattress only weighs 10 kilos (so perfectly OK to lift onto a changing bench...). I get home and find I'm already slightly bruised on the bottom of my back (it HAD healed over the summer), and decide that if NOTHING gets sorted, I'd have to stop going into college...because...well OBVIOUSLY I can't keep being in immense pain (although, not that ANY of these people seem to care about that...). Skip to my second college day of the week: still nothing sorted. Have personal care and get in even more pain. I ALSO get questioned as to why I take my suction machine into the Changing Place...urgh...BECAUSE IF I DON'T, I COULD CHOKE ON MY OWN SALIVA AND DIE YOU IDIOTS (and I don't care what you TA's say...who cares if it's "unhygienic"...I'd rather be "unhygienic" than die 🤬)! By the end of the day, when my Dad picked me up from college, he told me he'd sorted things out, so that by next week (because, of course, something like that coudn't be sorted sooner, could it? 🙄), I can have a mattress in college! Unfortunately though, because everybody's unorganisation before I went back to college, I couldn't go in today, because, as I already explained, I don't want to get myself injured anymore than I already am, so, you know...WHAT A GREAT FIRST WEEK BACK I'VE HAD! 😅
So, now that my rant is over, I'd like to thank my Dad for sorting everything out in only two days! I saw how stressed and annoyed this fiasco made you and I want you to know I fully appreciate it, especially since you did it during your free time away from me, which you could've spent getting on with other things that you needed to do. I love you loads and loads...THANK YOU! 😘 ❤
..and thank you and well done to everyone who has gotten this far! ❤ 🥳
