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flutterbee
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After taking her medications for 3 weeks and showing marked improvement, Wynter decided Friday night that she wasn't taking them anymore. Big battle ensued. I will spare you the details, but I did tell her that I didn't want to be miserable even if she doesn't care if she is and I will not have her dumping her misery on me and Devon.
She's been getting worse by the day. Today she progressed to hitting walls and doors, throwing things, screaming, slamming her door so hard the house shook, and being mean to the animals.
I walked back to her room and opened her door without knocking (something that just really bothers her - she really values her privacy). And I calmly told her that she is either taking her medications tonight or the only things she will have in her room are her bed and her clothes; that she will lose everything else. She screamed that it's not fair and I told her that I didn't care, closed her door and walked into the kitchen.
She followed me into the kitchen screaming at me. I ignored her and as I walked past her to go to my bathroom, she screamed right in my ear. With whatever is going on with me, I am *extremely* sensitive to noise (light and smells, too) and her screaming in my ear really, really hurt. I felt it throughout my head, in my teeth and it was like an electric shock in my head. I ignored her. She followed me back to my bedroom yelling and I closed my bedroom door, locked iy and proceeded to the shower. Got ready, knocked on her door, told her I was going to the dentist and left.
I fully intend to follow through with this. I'm not physically capable of removing things from her room so I will have to have Devon help me if she refuses tonight.
I am drained physically and emotionally. This is a huge step for me. I've always firmly believed that she has to be an active and willing participant in all aspects of therapy, including medications, or she would just fight me on everything and once she turned 18 she would just stop, Know what I mean?? But, I am the mom and it is my responsibility to make the decisions for what is best for her - and the rest of the family - whether she likes it or not. Afterall, if she were diabetic, she would have no choice over taking insulin, right?
I'm learning.
I need the strength of the board to get me through this. I'm pretty emotionally fragile myself and this is going to be WWIII. I'm hoping she proves me wrong on that aspect.
TIA.
She's been getting worse by the day. Today she progressed to hitting walls and doors, throwing things, screaming, slamming her door so hard the house shook, and being mean to the animals.
I walked back to her room and opened her door without knocking (something that just really bothers her - she really values her privacy). And I calmly told her that she is either taking her medications tonight or the only things she will have in her room are her bed and her clothes; that she will lose everything else. She screamed that it's not fair and I told her that I didn't care, closed her door and walked into the kitchen.
She followed me into the kitchen screaming at me. I ignored her and as I walked past her to go to my bathroom, she screamed right in my ear. With whatever is going on with me, I am *extremely* sensitive to noise (light and smells, too) and her screaming in my ear really, really hurt. I felt it throughout my head, in my teeth and it was like an electric shock in my head. I ignored her. She followed me back to my bedroom yelling and I closed my bedroom door, locked iy and proceeded to the shower. Got ready, knocked on her door, told her I was going to the dentist and left.
I fully intend to follow through with this. I'm not physically capable of removing things from her room so I will have to have Devon help me if she refuses tonight.
I am drained physically and emotionally. This is a huge step for me. I've always firmly believed that she has to be an active and willing participant in all aspects of therapy, including medications, or she would just fight me on everything and once she turned 18 she would just stop, Know what I mean?? But, I am the mom and it is my responsibility to make the decisions for what is best for her - and the rest of the family - whether she likes it or not. Afterall, if she were diabetic, she would have no choice over taking insulin, right?
I'm learning.
I need the strength of the board to get me through this. I'm pretty emotionally fragile myself and this is going to be WWIII. I'm hoping she proves me wrong on that aspect.
TIA.