Fox-Gal, thank you for your input! Lets see if I hit all of your points...

First off, I honestly do know how he feels - I'm great with letters & words, but put numbers in front of me and everything swims. I've never been tested, & I don't know if there is even dyslexia of numbers - but I'm soooo very bad. I was fired from a job because I kept making the same mistakes... not good when you're responsible for quotes and ordering products. I would tell the customer one price and be off by hundreds od dollars or order an item from a numerical ordering system and get a blue lunchroom chair when I wanted a green desk chair. Its frustrating because no matter how hard you try, no matter how many times you look at something, no matter how slow or fast you work: the math/numbers are still wrong.

As for the paper, he admited he didn't proof it. He was peeved that he had to do the paper in the first place. When we woke him, it was my husband saying, "Son, you need to sit with us and go over this. We proofed it for you and it needs a little work before tomorrow." He said he wouldn't and that it wasn't fair... he wanted to sleep.

His teacher is more than aware of his dyslexia. He has a formal IEP written up that all of the teachers must follow. The IEP outlines accomodations the teachers must follow... they must give him preferencial seating, allow extra time for tests, he can take tests in the resource room, can have something read to him, books can be on tape rather than read, etc.

His "crying game" comes from my frsutration with him and his handwriting. His handwriting is worse than a doctors! I can't read it, and neither can any of his teachers. He refuses to type his homework. And even though he's had years of typing and computer clases, he's absolutely terrible on the computer. Its painstaking to watch him type. And for some rason, he has a knack of completely destroying a computer! He has ruined three computers in three years! I don't know how!!! Seriously, he just touches it and *poof* the thing shuts down! We bought a brand new computer in August (spent a fortune) and I got it all set up, all virus proofed, and he sat at this brand spanking new computer for two minutes before FATAL ERROR showed up on the monitor! We had to return it! So I try to help him by typing for him. This is where my fighting starts with him because I can't make heads or tails of the writing, he won't dictate to me. Then he just sits there while I struggle to read his work. The sentences are incomplete or non-sensical... but I know that is because he thinking ahead of what he has written.

I don't know what to do for him anymore. He's too proud to admit that he's frustrated. He thinks that anytime I help him, that he's not pulling his own weight since the work isn't his... at least thats my take on it.