I can suggest umpteen alternatives myself and I'm not very creative.
Hence, those attacks of angst the moment I cross the school's threshold. And then, for good measure, there are all the upsetting incidentals. Last week, for instance, it was these.
1. The school is blessed with a spectacular therapeutic swimming pool which was funded by charitable donations that the CEO devoted her first years on the job to raising. During its construction, the children received no hydrotherapy. Upon completion, they enjoyed two therapies a week. That number has now been dropped to one. So the pool is often nearly empty during school hours because the CEO has decided that there are insufficient funds to hire more hydrotherapists.
2. On the other hand, the pool is open to the paying public every afternoon, generating income for the school.
|The pool during peak morning hydrotherapy hours earlier this month|
|Donor plaques, freshly framed with lights|
As of today, we are at 30 drops/ day of the oil containing 15% CBD and 0.75% THC. But C. is still having several seizures a day. Here she is at a family gathering in a deep post-ictal.