Every Silver Lining Has A Cloud

I think Natasha went the whole day yesterday without yelling at anyone.  She's still got a lot of anxiety but I can't think of one time yesterday that she blew up.  Unfortunately she's spent the whole week home from school.  No amount of yelling, pleading, threatening, promising or any other "ing" seems to have any effect on her ability to go.  And it's not that she's too tired, she's just so worried.  Worried that since she'd gaining weight on the risperdal, her friends will call her fat, worried that she doesn't have anything to wear, worried that she'll start laughing uncontrollably in class again and get in trouble or people will call her weird, worried that she'll start worrying and her teacher won't let her talk to the counselor.. etc.  *sigh*  If only she was as worried as I am that she'll have to repeat 6th grade!