The Teacher Mess Up

While in the hospital with Nathan, I would run home once a day (my husband/Nathan's dad would stay at the hospital). I would check my e-mail, write my lesson plans (I'm a teacher), shower and change my clothes.

I got home on Monday and had phone calls from parents concerned about Nathan. I was a little blown away. I had called the school to let them know that Nathan would not be at school and that he had been diagnosed with diabetes. Apparently, Nathan's teacher had decided to take that information and share it with Nathan's class. The ironic thing about it was that I had talked with Nathan hours earlier that we were going to keep this information to ourselves and not share it with everyone because health is a personal matter. Now all of his friends new. They even made get well cards.

I e-mailed the teacher telling her "officially" of his diagnosis. I had only talked to the secretary at the school.

Sometime that week the school principal e-mailed me and asked whether I had given permission for the teacher to tell the whole class, and I said absolutely not. Later that week she asked to talk to me and she apologized for how the information was handled. I told her I was a little blown away, but it would be okay.

The next Monday I felt almost as if the teacher was harassing me. She had to speak to me. She wouldn't speak to my husband. She bothered me at work. Finally, I was forced to take her phone call. She apologized and then told me that she thought my e-mail was permission to tell the whole class. That was when I truly was "mad" at her because that was a lie. I went back and looked at my voice mail messages in comparison to my e-mail to her. The voice mails were on Monday. My e-mail to her was on Tuesday. She had told the class before I had e-mailed her. She lied. I don't deal with lying very well. I forgave....I just haven't forgotten.

Yes I know I could have probably taken some legal action on her, or the school system, but were not "sue happy" people. I also had to consider that this school system was also the school system in which I was employed...not the same school, but the same school system.