The school psychologist called me back today. In part, she was asking my permission to let Aidan take part in some special activities with some second graders, which I gave an enthusiastic yes to. She also had his Differential Ability Scale scores on hand: 123 verbal IQ, 126 non-verbal IQ, 135 general conceptual ability (math). Wow. According to an IQ interpretation site my mom sent me, his scores fall into the "superior" and "very superior" ranges. Wow.
She also mentioned that she was going to give him achievement tests next Friday. Considering that he's been bringing home multiplication math and has been tested as reading at the third grade level, I decided to ask about the possiblity of skipping grades. When I'd first talked to her, she wasn't an advocate for that idea. This time, she opined that it would be a logical possibility in his case, so that he didn't have to spend the year in review. What scares me is that, on a flyer about summer reading classes, the program geared toward kids entering third grade sounded most like his level. It's a frightening prospect to send a 6-year-old into third grade, but academically that seems like where he ought to be, at least compared to the curriculum at his school.
I'm going to talk to him today about the prospect of a new set of classmates next year, and talk about the kinds of resentment and discrimination he might encounter. Then again, I should talk to him about the benefits of working at his ability level. I also need to get to the central library and revisit my research about gifted education. Once his achievement scores are written up we'll need to meet with the principal to discuss the matter. I need to make sure Aidan gets enough be-a-kiddo goof-off time too. Wow.
I had a gyn appointment today to discuss my period-that-never-ends. The NP agrees that we shouldn't just be treating this with BC pills. Been there, done that, no lasting help. I will probably need to take progesterone to stop the bleeding. It's likely that this is caused by ovaries that just don't ovulate, which would explain why I had a wild youth with lots of unprotected sex and only got pregnant the once.
The scary part is that I need to go back tomorrow after my pre-calculus final for an endometrial biopsy. I've seen the snippy thing that they use for this... I need to take 3 regular ibuprofin before I go. Part of me is considering taking a valium too. They might end up recommmending a procedure consisting of scarification of the lining of my uterus so that it doesn't grow anymore. Then again, depending on the biopsy results, I might get a hysterectomy out of the deal. No more BC pills! Yay! Possible surgical scaries. Boo.
With either surgical option it would mean no more kiddos. I don't mind that at all. Aidan is wonderful, beautiful, intelligent, and quite a handful. I'll settle for having more kittens around any day! Anyhow, wish me luck on my pre-calculus final!
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I guess this would mean that you don't mind, Holly, if we bring John and Maureen with us when we come visit? ;)
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But also here's hoping it works out to bring them with us. :)
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Good luck tomorrow!
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What about having him do academic stuff with older kids, and non-academics with his age-peers?
*snuggles for you both*
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Actually, I don't know if it is related to that. I'll ask about it tomorrow. They might have screened for that when they took the ultrasound of my parts about a year and a half ago. We'll see! ***hugs***
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