Well, we took my daughter to a Residential Treatment Center (RTC) last wednsday. It went ok until I got a call Wednsday night that her Grandfather had passed away... The treatment center is an hour an a half from where we live so we headed back that way Thursday morning to tell her (I could not bare to tell her over the phone or have some stranger tell her). The hardest thing I have ever done in my life was to leave her there crying and upset, begging me to take her home, and not be able to hold her and comfort her....I cried all the way home. We took her out Monday for the services and took her back Monday night....she seems to be handling it all ok. I pray everyday that this helps her. I hate it that she isnt home....I hate that we had to do this.