• Dippy illustrations of kids with special needs...and totally depressing books that have no sense of humor whatsoever. ARRRGH!
• When you know for a fact that your child is capable of something, like feeding himself or potty training, only he refuses to do it because he is so used to your helping him. Not that I know any kid like that. Oh, no. ARRRGH!
• When you ask the waitress to have the cook chop up your child's spaghetti or whatever because your child is not fully able to chew the long strands and you don't want to spend time dicing the pasta when it gets to the table so you can keep the focus on your child. And then she delivers the spaghetti to you intact and informs you that the cook "does not do that." As if you'd asked him to make spaghetti in a pasta maker or something. ARRRGH!
• The Pity Stare. ARRRGH!
• When you spot a person who appears to have perfectly functioning legs parking in the handicapped parking spot...and there is a free non-handicapped spot next to it. ARRRGH!
• The screeching. ARRRGH! The screeching.
• When people talk to you about your child while he is standing right there—as if he can't hear or read lips. ARRRGH!
• Any call you have to make to the insurance company. ARRRGH!
• Strangers who say "Oh, he's the sweetest child!" as if kids with special needs are automatically angelic. HA! And... ARRRGH!
• All the doctor/therapy/specialist visits you have to pay for out of pocket because all those ARRRGH! calls to the insurance company didn't get you any-damn-where. ARRRGH!
What's on your ARRRGH! list today?
