Today I had to take the Screaming Teen in to see the people at the Laura Ferguson Trust. Our clinician ran forty minutes late, a long time when you have NO PATIENCE AT ALL.  B read a DC comics compedium and attempted to teach me the difference between DC and Marvel dudes.

To be honest, I don’t care. Cue gasps of horror.

Long story short there are a few things that B can’t perform. Some are things I find hard too but some things were alarmingly easy, like connect the dots.

Again, concussion sucks.