confusion

The last several days have felt surreal. The kids are energetic and positive. Cady's back to school and doing well. I honestly don't know how to feel. Along with friends and family and the whole community pooling together and rooting for us.  We've got several local groups hosting benefits. People have gone above and beyond with their donations on the gofundme page. I am in awe of the love and support that has come our way in the past few weeks. It's overwhelming, really. Thank you to everyone for listening and making us feel so loved. It means the world to us.

I suppose I should be happy that things are going so well. The truth is; I'm afraid. It never leaves my mind how dire the situation is. I have nightmares about it. I have panic attacks. Now we have all these other things to deal with through the school like 504 plans and IEP's. We had her evaluated earlier in the year so see if she qualified to receive physical or occupational therapy. She didn't qualify then, but she's being reevaluated now. 

If we're denied again, we will obviously seek those services outside of the school system. I need to prepare some kind of document for the school in the event of an emergency so they have her information on hand. We've discussed PTO training so I can be of some help in the classroom. I don't know what I can help with, but I'm more than happy to.

The school has been so helpful and understanding. All the staff is just wonderful. They have taken her into their hearts along with the rest of the family. From her first grade teacher, to the school nurse, to the bus driver. Everyone.

My husband's work and my own have been incredibly understanding as well. He went back to work yesterday, but I took this week off to monitor Cady and be here if anything should occur at school. We live minutes away so I can be there quickly. She has a checkup on Thursday and I need the pediatrician to fax some stuff to the school. 

That's all I have for today.