Robinboots
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Maybe I'm late to the game, but there's a recent development on the Risperdal front - an every-two-week injection! This could be very, very good...will be calling the psychiatrist to update tomorrow, if GFG17 ever leaves the house. Sigh.
Today his caseworker visited, which was really just the culmination of the day. Hmm, how shall I begin?
He had asked me to wake him at 8, and said he'd start my truck and go with me to take DS12 to school. Of course, this was in exchange for signing him up at a gym he wanted to join but, being 17, he needed me to do so. He did get up, not in time to start the truck in our lovely 4 degree weather, but okay. So I did sign him up for a free week - gets him out of the house, you see!
He went to work out, back in less than an hour. Ugh. Said he was going to the "office", which to him means he "does charity work" for his FFM, but really means he hangs out and acts like Mr. Big Shot.
I told him no, so you can imagine how this set the tone of the day. He wanted to know why, I said "because", that old standby. So he left. Oh yeah, I also told him to give FFM her phone back. No, he sure did not. Surprise, huh?
He came home, said she wasn't there, and ate lunch and plopped on the couch. Fine by me, he did finally make his bed and pick up his room, and yes, he appeared to take his medications this morning. I really do NOT think .5 mg is working, but it's just been 3 weeks. He is a bit more even, but still pizzy and argumentative and snotty and all the rest - while he's hassling and verbally abusing me. And lying and sneaking, etc.
The court family therapist called. She and I talked, determined there was no benefit to continued counseling, and she was preparing a report for our next court date. She also talked to GFG17. After he got off the phone, he was TICKED.
And so it started - he didn't want us handling his money, it was HIS and HE WORKED for it. He didn't WANT to take his medications, he didn't WANT to give up the phone and use his old Boost account, he didn't WANT------blah, blah, blah. Next, as per usual, were the accusations of what a rotten mother I am, how awful, how dumb, blah, blah, blah.
Then the caseworker arrived. She talked to him first, I was in and out, because he had to get to work. Oh, my, the stuff he told her - fortunately, she's got his number (finally, it took six months!), and we straightened it all out. He keeps insisting he doesn't have his grades yet - but I do - and that he's going to switch school this semester, says his Pell will cover the cost; of course, yes, he got the letter saying that because he failed EVERY class, there will be no more Pell Grant, but he conveniently ignores that, thinks he can get around it, or just lies to everyone. Probably all of the above.
husband put in a call to GFG17's probation officer.
I am really, really concerned what the judge is gonna do THIS time. Last court date, he read him the riot act, assigned 25 more hours of community service, and ALMOST put him back in detention. And that was when GFG17 told the judge that he "thought" his grades were pretty good. Right. In fact, the caseworker thinks he might go back.
And yes, I feel bad. I'd prefer independent living, or transitional, or not here ALL the time. But with CD, and maybe Auditory Processing Disorders (APD), I'm not sure locking up is best either. Sigh. Next court date is not until Feb. 4, maybe we can get back in with the psychiatrist before then.
Suggestions? Ideas? He's still not doing what he's supposed to, much, still being a PITA, still sneaking and lying and who knows what....
Today his caseworker visited, which was really just the culmination of the day. Hmm, how shall I begin?
He had asked me to wake him at 8, and said he'd start my truck and go with me to take DS12 to school. Of course, this was in exchange for signing him up at a gym he wanted to join but, being 17, he needed me to do so. He did get up, not in time to start the truck in our lovely 4 degree weather, but okay. So I did sign him up for a free week - gets him out of the house, you see!
He went to work out, back in less than an hour. Ugh. Said he was going to the "office", which to him means he "does charity work" for his FFM, but really means he hangs out and acts like Mr. Big Shot.
I told him no, so you can imagine how this set the tone of the day. He wanted to know why, I said "because", that old standby. So he left. Oh yeah, I also told him to give FFM her phone back. No, he sure did not. Surprise, huh?
He came home, said she wasn't there, and ate lunch and plopped on the couch. Fine by me, he did finally make his bed and pick up his room, and yes, he appeared to take his medications this morning. I really do NOT think .5 mg is working, but it's just been 3 weeks. He is a bit more even, but still pizzy and argumentative and snotty and all the rest - while he's hassling and verbally abusing me. And lying and sneaking, etc.
The court family therapist called. She and I talked, determined there was no benefit to continued counseling, and she was preparing a report for our next court date. She also talked to GFG17. After he got off the phone, he was TICKED.
And so it started - he didn't want us handling his money, it was HIS and HE WORKED for it. He didn't WANT to take his medications, he didn't WANT to give up the phone and use his old Boost account, he didn't WANT------blah, blah, blah. Next, as per usual, were the accusations of what a rotten mother I am, how awful, how dumb, blah, blah, blah.
Then the caseworker arrived. She talked to him first, I was in and out, because he had to get to work. Oh, my, the stuff he told her - fortunately, she's got his number (finally, it took six months!), and we straightened it all out. He keeps insisting he doesn't have his grades yet - but I do - and that he's going to switch school this semester, says his Pell will cover the cost; of course, yes, he got the letter saying that because he failed EVERY class, there will be no more Pell Grant, but he conveniently ignores that, thinks he can get around it, or just lies to everyone. Probably all of the above.
husband put in a call to GFG17's probation officer.
I am really, really concerned what the judge is gonna do THIS time. Last court date, he read him the riot act, assigned 25 more hours of community service, and ALMOST put him back in detention. And that was when GFG17 told the judge that he "thought" his grades were pretty good. Right. In fact, the caseworker thinks he might go back.
And yes, I feel bad. I'd prefer independent living, or transitional, or not here ALL the time. But with CD, and maybe Auditory Processing Disorders (APD), I'm not sure locking up is best either. Sigh. Next court date is not until Feb. 4, maybe we can get back in with the psychiatrist before then.
Suggestions? Ideas? He's still not doing what he's supposed to, much, still being a PITA, still sneaking and lying and who knows what....
