I need to pour out my heart somewhere and I really have no where else to do so. Our oldest daughter and son in law adopted a new born baby boy 20 years ago. As he grew, we knew "something" was amiss, but what we didn't know. Then daughter and sister in law were notifed that there was a 2 1/2 years old half-brother available for adoption...were the interested. They were advised there were some "issues", that ear infections had delayed speed and there was some hyperactivity, but the little guy had been shuffled around...and so we welcomed him with open arms. Months later, the issues were diagnosed as Fetal Alcohol Syndrome (FAS) and now we also knew what was probably amiss with the older brother. There have been hours of counseling, thousands of dollars worth of treatment/medications, IEPs, etc., etc. The younger boy spent a few months in an inpatient facility to try to regulate rages. Tonight the older has been admitted into a facility to try to regulate his medications in an effort to calm his outbursts/rages. These are not little boys any longer and they can create havoc and are capable of a great deal of damage, to material things, but to people as well. My dear God...how does something like trying to have a family, give two little otherwise unwanted children a home bring such utter turmoil and heartbreak? How do families survive this...what does the future hold?