Finally we're back in our home in Houston. We fled to San Antonio expecting a storm surge of ten feet in our house. At the last minute the hurricane turned and all we ended up with is a downed fence, wind damage to the trees, etc. I won't complain about not having internet or tv or power for a few days after seeing what my neighbors in Galveston are enduring. While we were cooped up in a hotel room difficult child was absolutely horrid. We left on Thurs. and he'd had a medication check on Wed. She upped his Abilify, and wanted to see us in a month rather than the customary 3 months. He's so obstinate I can hardly live with him. I know, he's almost thirteen, but still. He doesn't do a thing that husband or I tell him, in fact he does just the opposite and looks at us like."just do something about it". It's getting to the point where it's going to either be him or me. Last evening he sat beside me on the sofa and bounced the back of his head against the back of the sofa for a few minutes. He made a sound like, "uuuhhh, uhhhhh, uhhhh" over and over. (It's hard to describe this.) That has nothing to do with being thirteen. Everytime he passes our Yorkies he either smacks them or kicks at them. This morning the female bit him for smacking her. I didn't even care. He has a rather new set of drums and the rule has always been he couldn't play them till 9:30 AM. He just screamed (and I mean SCREAMED) at me that he could do anything he wants and went into the room and started playing. I just plain do NOT know how to handle this. We've been to therapy for 9 years and he's been on medications for 9 years. What am I doing wrong? Is he retarded? (I hate that word.) Can he not follow what I say or is it a choice? I've got to send....he's jerking the computer away from me.