If you have a child with developmental disabilities and/or medical, social, emotional, and educational issues, you will, no doubt, be well acquainted with papers. Hundreds of them. Stashed and stacked in several locations with the one you need right now, nowhere to be found.
I have so much to update you on. I’ll start here.
There is no easy answer to the question “So, what will Ethan be doing when he graduates in June?” No easy answer at all. So, mostly, I stare at people, dumbfounded.
After my first blog post, three people contacted me via text & phone regarding ‘the system’ and ‘the process’. These friends were not comfortable or ready to post details regarding people to question, who may not know as much as they let on, and warnings about agencies that do not function even closely to how their representatives maintain that they do. But they wanted to inform me.
Phooey. I expected as much.
We’ve been cruising on auto-pilot. Everything has been under control. I haven’t asked Dennis to come to an IEP meeting in years. This time it was different. This IEP meeting was the first in a long line of meetings that will punctuate Ethan’s last year of educational entitlement. Young adults with disabilities can attend public education through the age of 21. Ethan will turn 21 in June of this year.