Is It Friday Yet?

My suicidal student was in school today. I was assured that she'd be on independent study for the remainder of the school year because she has not been doing very well in a school setting. Last week alone, she snuck off campus with another student (a young man, also mine, who I have in the same class) through a hole in the fence and was gone for nearly two hours before they were found, she was in a fight which was so intense, it took 3 adults to pull her off of the other girl, and she has been defiant and belligerent in most of her classes (thankfully not mine). She is quite literally a time bomb waiting to go off; we're not sure she is taking her meds; and sadly, the school has not received any formal information on how to care for her from anyone other than her mother, who is not currently taking her own meds for a bi-polar disorder. (oh, yes, mom has told us that)

The administration had convinced the mother that the girl was better off at home. We'd reassess during the summer, talk with the girl's doctors, and devise a plan on how to best manage her at school next year. It was a done deal.

So, when I saw her in her seat, I emailed the counselor asking what was going on with the student. The best part is that NO ONE KNEW SHE WAS IN SCHOOL! Um, it was 3rd freaking period at that point.

And why was she there? Because she was bugging her mom.

Lovely.

We had a lock down today for over an hour today. The office first called it as a level 1 lock down--meaning there was an immanent threat to students/staff on campus. Blinds are pulled and closed. Windows are covered. Students are to sit silently in the corner of the room, out of sight. I heard the call, my adrenaline started coursing through my veins. My blinds were pulled and the kids were moving to the corner when they changed it to a level 2 lock down. The danger was in a surrounding area, and no threat was directly on campus.

Oh, and at about the same time, my period started.

Lovelier.

And why? Because there was a police involved shooting on a street adjacent to the school. Most likely a family member of one of our students.

Loveliest.

Which leads me back to my question. Is it freaking Friday yet?