Disgusted

I'm feeling pretty sick today.  I didn't sleep well last night, so I was up uber-early playing on Facebook.  Well, before I get into that, perhaps some background:

We went to the Autism Walk yesterday, and it was a lot of fun.  Only thing that upset me was that NOBODY came to support us.  Dad was working (he's good), Trish could have come but was working in the yard, my sister - who knows.  Even my friend who was supposed to be with us cancelled last minute.  All the same, the Walk was worth it. :)  I may start "working" (?) as a Parent Leader with the PEN Project to help support other parents during ARD meetings and understanding IEP and 504 laws, etc.  I should be getting some more information about that soon.  Moving on.

Ian and I were talking last night after putting the kids in bed, and he finally mentioned that he didn't think his parents had ever acknowledged Ricky's autism, even though I have posted and talked about both Ricky and myself on numerous occasions, as well as sharing various awareness posts.  I agreed that they had not said anything to me, and since it's been 3 months since his diagnosis, they should have seen something by now.  They haven't even called to talk to Ian since Christmas, other than to call on Easter Sunday.  They didn't talk to anyone but Ian, and Olivia for about 2 minutes, and not once did they ask about Ricky.

We talked about how they seem to have really cut us off since Christmas, not calling to see about Spring Break, Easter, or graduation plans like they have every year previously.  So Ian called to ask what their plans were for graduation (they have to come to town for graduation anyway for my father-in-law's job).  His phone was charging, so he opted to use mine.  I warned him that if he used my phone, they wouldn't answer, and sure enough, he just got the answering machine.  He left a short message saying we were curious about what they were doing that weekend, and that it would be a good time to see the grandkids if they wanted.  No return phone call from them on either phone.

I had posted on Facebook inviting them to join us for the Autism Walk; even though I knew they wouldn't come, I still extended the invitation.  I didn't get a response from them.  I mentioned that to Ian as well, and he expressed some hurt feelings about being apparently shunned by his parents.  They don't like me, and I've told him that for years, but this treating Ian and the kids badly is not right. 

So, I was a little upset when we went to bed, and I had trouble sleeping.  I woke up around 3 or so, and since I couldn't get back to sleep, I hopped on my tablet and logged into Facebook.  Out of curiosity, I checked to see if they even seen the invite, and I found out that Ian's father has deleted me as a friend AND posted on his page about how his stupid rotary club or whatever it is he's involved with had had a charity fundraising drive for special needs kids!!!

This asshole has NEVER acknowledged his own grandson's condition, deleted me from his page so I wouldn't see the post (although his page is public, so I could see it anyway), and then brags about how he's involved in raising money to care for disabled kids?!?!?!?!  The hypocrisy is astounding!

I was so upset and angry last night that I didn't get back to sleep until close to 7; I was still half awake when Ian got up to get ready for work.  He had woken up while I was awake last night, so I told him what happened; he told me not to stay up all night focusing on it or I'd make myself sick.  I guess he was right; I WAS up all night and I feel like crap.  I told Ian that I was done dealing with his parents at this point; he was barely awake, so I don't know if he really understood what was going on, but I'm so sick of this kind of crap from them.

I don't care if they never see the kids again; they haven't made any effort to form a real relationship with them, and if this is how his parents want to treat my babies, they can just fuck off.  They have nothing to offer them, and they are definitely not providing a sound moral compass.