nvts
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First of all, difficult child 1 is in a bad way. We're titrating him off trileptal because of suicidal threats and threats of violence toward others. Let me tell you that historically, this has been his M.O. for years. Three different psychologists and 3 different psychiatrists have advised us that it's exactly that - a threat. His Aspiness, when feeling threatened, is not unlike animals in the wild - they puff up and make themselves look bigger and scarier than they are in real life to defend themselves.
difficult child 1 is in a school for primarily emotionally disturbed children, mostly neglected and abused.
The quotes that I got from him and difficult child 2 are frightening as to what different paras, teachers and crisis intervention "professionals" say to them on a regular basis. In short, they've threatened to come here and slap my face, the babies face, call ACS and have the family seperated, that they're mental and retarded because difficult child 1 takes medications, take a bath before you come to school - you look dirty, that one wishes they could still take the kids to the "big house" because she used to take kids there, leave them in the cell with the biggest toughest inmates and go hang out in the bus for an hour before she'd come back for the kids. Not to mention the "f-word", s-h, bi---, etc.
In the meantime, difficult child 1 has figured out that if he even says the word suicide, the counselor will jump to attention and call me to take him home. I kid you not: she was eating her lunch at her desk, the crisis intervention guy was taking him to see her, saw she was eating lunch and told difficult child 1 "let's give her a minute or two so she can finish". As the door is closing, difficult child 1 yells "suicide" (say this to yourself as if you're yelling "Marco" when you're playing Marco Polo in the pool) and she jumped up and talked to him right away and you got it, called me.
Let me ask you: where do I go to look at physical symptoms when someone is titrating off a medication? Our psychiatric needs one herself, so I want to check out what he's going through. He's itchy all the time, even with Benadryl, his insides feel like they're just "made of goo", his anxiety is off the charts to the point of major meltdowns.
Stick a fork in me, I'm DONE!
Beth
difficult child 1 is in a school for primarily emotionally disturbed children, mostly neglected and abused.
The quotes that I got from him and difficult child 2 are frightening as to what different paras, teachers and crisis intervention "professionals" say to them on a regular basis. In short, they've threatened to come here and slap my face, the babies face, call ACS and have the family seperated, that they're mental and retarded because difficult child 1 takes medications, take a bath before you come to school - you look dirty, that one wishes they could still take the kids to the "big house" because she used to take kids there, leave them in the cell with the biggest toughest inmates and go hang out in the bus for an hour before she'd come back for the kids. Not to mention the "f-word", s-h, bi---, etc.
In the meantime, difficult child 1 has figured out that if he even says the word suicide, the counselor will jump to attention and call me to take him home. I kid you not: she was eating her lunch at her desk, the crisis intervention guy was taking him to see her, saw she was eating lunch and told difficult child 1 "let's give her a minute or two so she can finish". As the door is closing, difficult child 1 yells "suicide" (say this to yourself as if you're yelling "Marco" when you're playing Marco Polo in the pool) and she jumped up and talked to him right away and you got it, called me.
Let me ask you: where do I go to look at physical symptoms when someone is titrating off a medication? Our psychiatric needs one herself, so I want to check out what he's going through. He's itchy all the time, even with Benadryl, his insides feel like they're just "made of goo", his anxiety is off the charts to the point of major meltdowns.
Stick a fork in me, I'm DONE!
Beth