Things on the medical side are very slow around here. We went to our appointment on Friday...received referrals for psyc appts. Apparently, not only is difficult child depressed, so am I. Gosh. Since the appointment we've found out so many things that apparently we had no clue about. We're so naive and experienced when it comes to this kind of behavior. It was one thing after another. Well, at least we have the ball rolling on getting some help and difficult child seems to be calming down. We've had more good moments than bad lately. Today, while getting some alone time, my easy child came up to me and said--You're a good mommy. You're doing the best you can. You just happen to have a difficult child. That brought a smile to my face.