Hello lovely shitlords, I used to hang out here a couple of years ago but drifted away when I got busy with work, uni, and illness. Happy to say I'm better now, and enjoying my employment as a one to one aide to a child with autism (A). I'm usually the at home help but am sometimes in school with him, and whenever I am I see and speak with the aide to another child with autism (J).
Bluntly, J's aide is giant, just truly enormous, and it's just not possible to effectively do this job at that size. You can't run around with the kids, or sit on the floor for prolonged periods of time, or join in P.E. class! J is suffering for it; he is a lot less progressed than he could be, he has more behaviours than A, who is a year younger, and J can't sit for any length of time in crowds because she can't sit directly behind him (as we're supposed to be, so we're out of sight but there for correction if necessary). She has to sit on a bench or chair at the side of the room, and as a result J's NEVER made it through assembly. It pisses me off. J loves to run, but he's basically never taken outdoors to play. Urgh.
I joined the primary school football team as assistant coach so A could do an extracurricular sport. I fucking hate it but I do it for him! Just pussy up, lose weight, and be there for the kid that you're currently failing!
I'm also pissed off by a heifer who thought it was okay to make comments to me in the changing room of the gym. I have a fuck-off huge bruise on my outer thigh (climbing wall incident) and this pig who had to turn sideways to get into the fucking cubicle said "Oooh, if you had some weight on you, you wouldn't have bruised so badly" I blinked and told her that that's an inappropriate way to speak to another person. My teacher voice came out and she turned as pink as the pig she is as she waddled past me. I wish I could've thought to say "If you had less weight on you, you would be able to see whether or not your thighs are bruised" but I was too shocked in the moment. WHO DOES THAT. Fucking sows.