tired of poop
It doesn’t really seem fair, but landisdad and I have been spending as much time dealing with poop lately as we did when we had an infant in the house. Since school started again after the holidays, the Potato has had an accident at school almost every day. It’s extremely frustrating, partly because I know that we didn’t handle it well at first.
We’ve taken him to the doctor, and have a referral to a pediatric gastroenterologist for next week, and I’m hoping that there will be some fairly non-invasive solution. In investigating the possibilities online today, I’ve made the mistake of reading a bunch of blogs that mention the need for surgery, and I’m seriously hoping that we won’t need to do that.
At this point, the main thrust of my frustration is with the school, though. While initially sympathetic, both his own teacher and the principal have clearly gotten over their sympathy, and just want the problem to go away. We’ve talked to them about it, and kept them abreast of the medical progress–and we’ve been sending him to school every day with a change of clothes and baby wipes–but they’ve clearly gotten to the point that they just don’t think this is their problem. On Friday, landisdad had to pick the Potato up early, as he had a major accident that involved his shoes. When he got there, the principal sat him down in her office to tell him that she wanted us to come and pick him up every time he had an accident from here on.
Does it seem fair that my son should be leaving school early every day, because he doesn’t have control of his bowels?
It’s not that I believe that a kindergarten teacher should be cleaning up after my son every day. And I understand that it can be disruptive to the other kids. But doesn’t my kid deserve to get an education too?