As most of you know I was just in the Netherlands and that rocked. I plan on posting pics and a complete write up tomorrow. Today my heart aches for what could have happened.
I had pretty bad jet lag yesterday and could not sleep well. I got off the plane on Tuesday drove straight to my parents house 3 hours away. Hung out with my family and went to bed. the next day I woke up and drove straight home to get my little boy 3 more hours. Nothing like a little car ride on jet lag. OK I am telling this part so you can see where my mistake came in.
I woke up today at 7:10 to take my little boy to school and he was gone. I looked around the house his bear was gone and his book bag. I looked out back for him no little boy. So I thought his daddy took him to school like he had been doing all week to let me sleep. I thought wrong I guess I should have known better.
I made coffee and went about my morning when the doorbell rang. I was in shock who would be ringing my doorbell before 8:00. I answered the door and the super nice man said do you have a little boy. My heart sank I said yes and he said does he have a bike? Once again I answered yes. The rest became a haze of words all I can really remember is he said my little boy was riding his bike on the busiest road in my town at rush hour. He got some cars to let him cross on one side of the highway but the other side did not stop. A cop was actually watching this scenario and darted out in front of the car and saved my boys life. James having mild autism freaked when the cop grabbed him and went back into the road. He almost ended up under someones car.
As he tells it he did not roll under the car he fell on the grass instead.
I am thankful for the man who informed me. I immediately got his sister up and went to find the cop and my little boy. I am driving down the road when the cop passes me and my son waves to me. i stop traffic in the middle of the road hook a u-turn and chase after the cop honking to everyone get out of my way. at this point I still do not know if he is hurt. As I am chasing down a cop car in my nightgown I get a call from a officer on my cell. I let him know I am right behind him. We pull into a grocery store and he proceeds to tell me my son was almost killed today. I had to explain I was out of country and thought his dad took him to school. The cop said he talked to James and he explained that he sneak out and he new he was in big trouble, but he wanted to ride his bike to school. Oh and by the way his school is 20 minutes away. the cop talked to me and understood what happened and let us leave. I took him straight to school.
After I dropped him off I just pulled over and cried uncontrollably. Of course this started the what if scenarios. I caused myself to have a panic attack. I can not help but wonder what could have happened. I wanted so badly to be mad but I just looked at him and hugged him.
Tonight we have turned most of house into a fortress but I am still scared to sleep. I am afraid he might try something like this again. I am asking for anyone and everyone who reads my blog pray for us. I have finally decided he needs to be medicated. he has become a danger to himself and others. He is completely controlled by impulses.
I guess what does not kill me will make me stronger.
I feel so helpless and need all the support I can get. Tomorrow I hope will be a better day. Please excuse my typos and grammer. I am having a hard time keeping a steady hand.
If you were in my classes and have pictures please send them to me.
Thank you
Have a scrappy Day
Michelle
