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<blockquote data-quote="welcometowitsend" data-source="post: 569065" data-attributes="member: 14356"><p>Thanks everyone. I talked to the pediatrician today - referred me to the hospital. Talked to the psychiatrist today - referred me to the hospital - wants the hospital to refer us to an urgent clinic. </p><p></p><p>Took difficult child to the walk-in clinic to get his blood sugar checked - thankfully the parched, dry mouth he has is because of the medications not diabetes. Phew. Then went to the hospital. Waited 4 hours then difficult child decides he's not waiting anymore. So, we left. Thankfully a friend of my husbands wife works at the urgent clinic - she is going to meet us back at the hospital tomorrow and see if she can get us seen asap. Crosses fingers. Probably best that we left anyway because the psychiatrist on call is horrible (we've seen him before). I called our friend and she told us to leave also because he was on call and everyone she knows thinks this psychiatrist is terrible. Worse that he's a child psychiatrist, eh?</p><p></p><p>difficult child seemed pretty happy and amiable except he was ticked about the wait time. He also admitted to me that he has pretty wild mood swings, even on his medications - which he apparently is not taking as consistently as I thought. Sigh. He says he's happy doing what he's doing. He has decided to stay at one of the homeless shelters for now. Living at the homeless shelter is better than living at home because we have our few rules. uh, ok. </p><p></p><p>So, then he tells me he is still walking around with cash money. Bad idea in a homeless shelter - so I took him to the bank to deposit the money we'd given him. </p><p></p><p>His plan for now is to stay in the homeless shelter. He isn't really going to school, doesn't seem to care much. Whatever, that's the least of my worries right now. He'll go back to the hospital with me tomorrow because he agrees that the mood swings are an issue. He doesn't see his homelessness or his current choices as a problem though. So, hopefully we will get seen tomorrow. If not, difficult child feels it can wait until we get back from holidays. He really doesn't seem to worried about it - but I guess that's part of him not realizing he even has a problem. </p><p></p><p>Sometimes I am ok and sometimes not. It's a bit of a roller coaster ride. Seeing him today was actually helpful despite his filthy clothes, ripped jeans and dirty hair. He was in good spirits, was kind to me, joking around - pleasant really, except when he got tired of waiting. I'm going to get freshened up and meet my hubby for dinner at a friends place. I don't really want to go but a glass of wine and some pleasant company sure won't hurt.</p><p></p><p>Thank you again for your thoughts, cyberhugs and prayers. </p><p></p><p>An afterthought - have any of you seen The Big C? The bipolar brother is reminding me a lot of my own difficult child.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="welcometowitsend, post: 569065, member: 14356"] Thanks everyone. I talked to the pediatrician today - referred me to the hospital. Talked to the psychiatrist today - referred me to the hospital - wants the hospital to refer us to an urgent clinic. Took difficult child to the walk-in clinic to get his blood sugar checked - thankfully the parched, dry mouth he has is because of the medications not diabetes. Phew. Then went to the hospital. Waited 4 hours then difficult child decides he's not waiting anymore. So, we left. Thankfully a friend of my husbands wife works at the urgent clinic - she is going to meet us back at the hospital tomorrow and see if she can get us seen asap. Crosses fingers. Probably best that we left anyway because the psychiatrist on call is horrible (we've seen him before). I called our friend and she told us to leave also because he was on call and everyone she knows thinks this psychiatrist is terrible. Worse that he's a child psychiatrist, eh? difficult child seemed pretty happy and amiable except he was ticked about the wait time. He also admitted to me that he has pretty wild mood swings, even on his medications - which he apparently is not taking as consistently as I thought. Sigh. He says he's happy doing what he's doing. He has decided to stay at one of the homeless shelters for now. Living at the homeless shelter is better than living at home because we have our few rules. uh, ok. So, then he tells me he is still walking around with cash money. Bad idea in a homeless shelter - so I took him to the bank to deposit the money we'd given him. His plan for now is to stay in the homeless shelter. He isn't really going to school, doesn't seem to care much. Whatever, that's the least of my worries right now. He'll go back to the hospital with me tomorrow because he agrees that the mood swings are an issue. He doesn't see his homelessness or his current choices as a problem though. So, hopefully we will get seen tomorrow. If not, difficult child feels it can wait until we get back from holidays. He really doesn't seem to worried about it - but I guess that's part of him not realizing he even has a problem. Sometimes I am ok and sometimes not. It's a bit of a roller coaster ride. Seeing him today was actually helpful despite his filthy clothes, ripped jeans and dirty hair. He was in good spirits, was kind to me, joking around - pleasant really, except when he got tired of waiting. I'm going to get freshened up and meet my hubby for dinner at a friends place. I don't really want to go but a glass of wine and some pleasant company sure won't hurt. Thank you again for your thoughts, cyberhugs and prayers. An afterthought - have any of you seen The Big C? The bipolar brother is reminding me a lot of my own difficult child. [/QUOTE]
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