A Gadget crisis

My poor old Blog seems to have taken to the back burner during the last few weeks. I just haven't had the heart to write about anything since Gteen has been suspended from school with a view to permanent exclusion subject to a meeting with a board of governors.
I took Gteen to the doctor on the recommendation of the school, and promptly broke down in tears through lack of sleep and worry, so he signed me off sick from work with stress and put me on happy pills. I don't feel very good about it, I've never taken any of these kind of pills before, and don't like having 'stress' on my sickness record, but it's out of my control really. Gteen means more to me than work and I so want him to have a happy life, both at home and at school. I wish I could sort his unhappiness out for him.
In the meantime, I am doing my best to put him back on the right track again, though the last couple of weeks have been like the worst roller coaster ride that I have ever been on in terms of emotional turmoil.
I've bought a couple of Sats revision books and the school have sent him some work to be doing so I have been setting him daily work to do and we have also been cooking together, giving him 'Food Tech' experience.
I've also been making sure that we spend more time together as a family, last weekend we walked up to the park and all played football with Gteen in his favourite goalie position, something that he loves doing. We all enjoyed the time together despite the kids’ moaning about walking, and how boring they thought it would be without their friends along to play with. This week we went to the cinema and saw Santa Clause 3. We took the bus to the edge of Kingston and walked through the town, enjoying the Christmas lights and being together. Afterwards we walked back through the town and saw a different side to it. All the young people crowding in for the pubs and night clubs, drunk and loud. Yesterday I took Ggirlie and a couple of her friends to the local roller-skate disco.
I feel so guilty and responsible for the crisis that we are now facing and am doing whatever I can think of to put it right, though feeling insecure about the way that I have raised him thus far that has led to where we are now. Our doctor is hoping to get family therapy for us to help us too. I so thought that we did right by our kids and it’s awful to think that we have failed them somehow.

So, not a happy posting, and perhaps many who read this will not bother coming back anymore. There are so many families that have far worse lives than we could ever have, I know, but this is how my life, and that of my family affects me, and for those that do pop in from time to time, at least it’s an update.