TerryJ2
Well-Known Member
difficult child was horrid last night. Didn't want to go to bed at 9, pushed it to 9:30, finally lights out, sort of, at 10. Threw a fit when I took away the DVD player, which he isn't supposed to have in his room at night. husband and I both went to bed and difficult child still had the light on, reading. Heard him throwing things for a good 45 min. afterward.
This a.m. he wouldn't take his pill, wouldn't get up. husband got into it with-him. It got so loud and violent that I called the police. Then I sweated it out, knowing husband would be upset because he always thinks he can handle it all.
I walked into the kitchen and husband is looking through the ph bk blue pps for police. Whoa.
I told him I already called. He thanked me!!!!!
After a whole night and whole morning, even husband gets worn down.
He told difficult child that the police were on their way and difficult child immediately took his pill.
I cancelled the call. (They took over 20 min anyway, and I know part of the reason is that they have to find just the right people for an 11-yr-old aspie domestic (I'm sticking to that aspie idea for now). The 911 lady was really nice and said, "Are you SURE you want to cancel?" I told her yes, he'd taken his medications. She heard me ask husband, too.)
During this entire rage thing, difficult child was shouting in husband's face in this hoarse, horror movie voice that he gets, and he said, "You don't know what it's like to be me! (Holding his head like it's going to explode) I can't help it!"
I thought that was very significant. Afterward, he calmed down (he went after husband, who tripped him, and difficult child fell and was crying, which always changes his state and he tends to calm down) and he insisted he could manage his anger, he just needed time.
They're on their way to school now. I emailed the teacher to say he hadn't had any sleep, but not to cut him any slack. I gave her my cell ph.
What a morning! I'm going for a walk with-a friend. In the rain. I don't care if it's a hurricane out there. (He's former military. He doesn't care if it's a hurricane either. )
This a.m. he wouldn't take his pill, wouldn't get up. husband got into it with-him. It got so loud and violent that I called the police. Then I sweated it out, knowing husband would be upset because he always thinks he can handle it all.
I walked into the kitchen and husband is looking through the ph bk blue pps for police. Whoa.
I told him I already called. He thanked me!!!!!
After a whole night and whole morning, even husband gets worn down.
He told difficult child that the police were on their way and difficult child immediately took his pill.
I cancelled the call. (They took over 20 min anyway, and I know part of the reason is that they have to find just the right people for an 11-yr-old aspie domestic (I'm sticking to that aspie idea for now). The 911 lady was really nice and said, "Are you SURE you want to cancel?" I told her yes, he'd taken his medications. She heard me ask husband, too.)
During this entire rage thing, difficult child was shouting in husband's face in this hoarse, horror movie voice that he gets, and he said, "You don't know what it's like to be me! (Holding his head like it's going to explode) I can't help it!"
I thought that was very significant. Afterward, he calmed down (he went after husband, who tripped him, and difficult child fell and was crying, which always changes his state and he tends to calm down) and he insisted he could manage his anger, he just needed time.
They're on their way to school now. I emailed the teacher to say he hadn't had any sleep, but not to cut him any slack. I gave her my cell ph.
What a morning! I'm going for a walk with-a friend. In the rain. I don't care if it's a hurricane out there. (He's former military. He doesn't care if it's a hurricane either. )