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<blockquote data-quote="WSM" data-source="post: 275008" data-attributes="member: 5169"><p>husband is mad at me, I'm pizzed off at his attitude, but I guess we just have to be gentle and understanding with each other. husband has this attitude that only he and difficult child suffers, it doesn't really sink in that everyone in the house is in as much pain as he and difficult child is in. difficult child's behavior hurts everyone. </p><p> </p><p>It was a struggle to get him into the hospital. They didn't want to take him; he wasn't sick enough. I guess the psychiatrist and therapist persuaded them. husband said he stood there at the desk and in front of difficult child said every horrible thing he could think of about difficult child he could think of. Finally after a half hour of persuading the admitting nurse said she had to get the 'new' forms, because if she used the 'old' forms he just wasn't admissible. </p><p> </p><p>husband said the waiting room was full of very disturbed people; difficult child was the only lucid patient, and again, he was the youngest. There was a girl banging her head and trying to gouge her eyes out. There were ambulances coming in with out of control patients. They also take drug patients and there were those there. difficult child was in good form; as always he presented himself as personable, sane, reasonable, polite, friendly.</p><p> </p><p>He said difficult child was scared 'shtless'. difficult child was worried he was going to be there forever. husband signed a lot of forms to let him be drugged and stuff. The gave difficult child a sedative to ease his anxiety about being admitted. They took his shoelaces. When husband got home he went upstairs to begin packing for difficult child and found him under the bed. He left him there while packing and when he was done said, "Come one, let's get this done." He never actually told difficult child he was going to the hospital. He said he talked very little on the ride there, mostly listened to music, but did ask abt the DS and difficult child admitted he took it. difficult child also said I was the one who drew on his floor. No, I'm going to be the one who spends an hour or more scrubbing it up (how do you get black Sharpie off laminant wood floors?)</p><p> </p><p>husband did not come straight home, but stopped at a pub for 2 drinks. I asked if he'd told the bus driver not to pick up difficult child. He said no (I'm not surprised, he really didn't have an opportunity) and said he might as well get up early and meet the bus driver and when he tells him, give back the DS and have the driver give it to the principal of the school to return to the kid. I said I'd do it since I'm up at 5:15 anyway. husband was reluctant. He then decided he'd take the DS back to the school since it was near the hospital and he'd be going there anyway. I said the kid needed his DS back and deserved it back as soon as possible, not when husband got around to it. So very put out husband went to the car and took the DS out and gave it to me. "You let him play it?" husband exploded: "Of course not. I don't like your attitude tonight."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="WSM, post: 275008, member: 5169"] husband is mad at me, I'm pizzed off at his attitude, but I guess we just have to be gentle and understanding with each other. husband has this attitude that only he and difficult child suffers, it doesn't really sink in that everyone in the house is in as much pain as he and difficult child is in. difficult child's behavior hurts everyone. It was a struggle to get him into the hospital. They didn't want to take him; he wasn't sick enough. I guess the psychiatrist and therapist persuaded them. husband said he stood there at the desk and in front of difficult child said every horrible thing he could think of about difficult child he could think of. Finally after a half hour of persuading the admitting nurse said she had to get the 'new' forms, because if she used the 'old' forms he just wasn't admissible. husband said the waiting room was full of very disturbed people; difficult child was the only lucid patient, and again, he was the youngest. There was a girl banging her head and trying to gouge her eyes out. There were ambulances coming in with out of control patients. They also take drug patients and there were those there. difficult child was in good form; as always he presented himself as personable, sane, reasonable, polite, friendly. He said difficult child was scared 'shtless'. difficult child was worried he was going to be there forever. husband signed a lot of forms to let him be drugged and stuff. The gave difficult child a sedative to ease his anxiety about being admitted. They took his shoelaces. When husband got home he went upstairs to begin packing for difficult child and found him under the bed. He left him there while packing and when he was done said, "Come one, let's get this done." He never actually told difficult child he was going to the hospital. He said he talked very little on the ride there, mostly listened to music, but did ask abt the DS and difficult child admitted he took it. difficult child also said I was the one who drew on his floor. No, I'm going to be the one who spends an hour or more scrubbing it up (how do you get black Sharpie off laminant wood floors?) husband did not come straight home, but stopped at a pub for 2 drinks. I asked if he'd told the bus driver not to pick up difficult child. He said no (I'm not surprised, he really didn't have an opportunity) and said he might as well get up early and meet the bus driver and when he tells him, give back the DS and have the driver give it to the principal of the school to return to the kid. I said I'd do it since I'm up at 5:15 anyway. husband was reluctant. He then decided he'd take the DS back to the school since it was near the hospital and he'd be going there anyway. I said the kid needed his DS back and deserved it back as soon as possible, not when husband got around to it. So very put out husband went to the car and took the DS out and gave it to me. "You let him play it?" husband exploded: "Of course not. I don't like your attitude tonight." [/QUOTE]
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