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butterflydreams
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I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, but I don't feel very Merry.
Last night, difficult child wanted to open an early present, which is something we have traditionally done, so I told him he could pick one out. He did, and oh boy, there he went, whining and griping because it was something he didn't want. On and on he complained about opening something he didn't want. I had got him a GI Joe, even though he is 12 almost 13, he still plays with some of his toys, at times, he is very much like a 5-7 year old. He had in fact put GI Joes on his list. I let him open one more of his choice, and what do you know, he complained about it too. He had told me about a book that he had read by James Patterson when he was at Residential Treatment Center (RTC), so I had got him actually 2 books (he hasn't opened the other one yet) from a different series by James Patterson called Maximum Ride - designed for young readers. He proceeded to tell me that he had already read it and in fact had read the first 3. He was really starting to throw a fit about getting presents that he didn't want. I tried calmly to explain to him that they could go back and get exchanged for something else. He wasn't listening.
difficult child is still really manic, very irritable and easily aggitated. The doctor has added in Depakote this last week, he has only been on it a couple of days, so I know it will take a while before we see if it will work. Saturday morning he will go in for his first blood draw, and then I will call psychiatrist on Tuesday and he will tell me how to adjust the medication. I had prepared myself to anticipate difficult child reacting like this, but no amount of preparation was good enough.
I am very depressed, and was actually all day yesterday, my Cymbalta is not cutting it. I am glad I go back to the doctor in a couple of weeks. Last night I cried my eyes out. My daughter, bless her heart, knew something was wrong. She came in my room and talked to me and comforted me. She reassured me that I was doing the right thing. I just so wanted Christmas to go well, after all, we had thought that difficult child would be still in Residential Treatment Center (RTC) over the holidays.
There is so much more, but I will stop for now.
I hope everyone has a Merry and Blessed Christmas.
Hugs,
Christy
Last night, difficult child wanted to open an early present, which is something we have traditionally done, so I told him he could pick one out. He did, and oh boy, there he went, whining and griping because it was something he didn't want. On and on he complained about opening something he didn't want. I had got him a GI Joe, even though he is 12 almost 13, he still plays with some of his toys, at times, he is very much like a 5-7 year old. He had in fact put GI Joes on his list. I let him open one more of his choice, and what do you know, he complained about it too. He had told me about a book that he had read by James Patterson when he was at Residential Treatment Center (RTC), so I had got him actually 2 books (he hasn't opened the other one yet) from a different series by James Patterson called Maximum Ride - designed for young readers. He proceeded to tell me that he had already read it and in fact had read the first 3. He was really starting to throw a fit about getting presents that he didn't want. I tried calmly to explain to him that they could go back and get exchanged for something else. He wasn't listening.
difficult child is still really manic, very irritable and easily aggitated. The doctor has added in Depakote this last week, he has only been on it a couple of days, so I know it will take a while before we see if it will work. Saturday morning he will go in for his first blood draw, and then I will call psychiatrist on Tuesday and he will tell me how to adjust the medication. I had prepared myself to anticipate difficult child reacting like this, but no amount of preparation was good enough.
I am very depressed, and was actually all day yesterday, my Cymbalta is not cutting it. I am glad I go back to the doctor in a couple of weeks. Last night I cried my eyes out. My daughter, bless her heart, knew something was wrong. She came in my room and talked to me and comforted me. She reassured me that I was doing the right thing. I just so wanted Christmas to go well, after all, we had thought that difficult child would be still in Residential Treatment Center (RTC) over the holidays.
There is so much more, but I will stop for now.
I hope everyone has a Merry and Blessed Christmas.
Hugs,
Christy