I took my son to child and youth mental health this morning... and by way of divine intervention (or stroke of good fortune), he showed them his nutty side! What are the chances???
So after 10 years of me knocking on their door and them telling me to go away they actually said "whoa, houston we have a problem!"... I was so shocked, happily shocked and the intake officer has swung into immediate action, made a pdoc appt, had his paediatrian agree to a second opinion and wrote a referral to the pdoc! - provided to pdoc, spoken to the psychologist and contacted the school counsellor! She got this done all done within 2 hours!!!!! WTF? (She better be careful or expectations may rise of the public health system .. and her colleagues will NOT not be pleased). Anyway after my son finished his hysterics over thinking he overheard me telling the intake officer I didn't love him????.... I could easily find heaps of evidence to prove how much I love him and that he had misheard me... gawd, I love that kid more than anything!!! (We worked it out that it was prolly my comment with him living at his dad's now, I'm relieved to not have the daily homework struggle with him.) Anyway, we had arranged to go fishing - something his mother does not do.... but did it to spend time with him, with what he enjoys doing.
The weather was perfect 23/24oC with a gentle fresh breeze, the sun was streaming down and there were light fluffy clouds. The water was glistening (I love glistening water). The only drawback was having to cut up small animal carcasses for bait, but I got passed that.
His dad joined us once he finished work... and my son loves pretending to be a family again so he was happy. I left them to it after a couple of hours. I realised I quite like fishing, (but without the fishing part ).