Author Archives: David's Father

Facing the unknown.

In our house, we have children with special needs. How do you talk to them about the unknown? Mom is looking at the possibility of getting a different job.  If that happens, she would be living in a different city four days a week.  Through the school year.  This would be a huge adjustment for our family. We talked with most of the kids about the possibility today, and while they didn’t welcome the news, the did express dissatisfaction with the idea. There are hugs benefits to a change.  Medical benefits for one.  I am on disability, and not earning a lot.  So it is mostly her income that keeps us afloat.  Medical bills, Medicare doesn’t cover everything. With the boys, being in a larger city, as opposed to our small town would be of benefit to our boys.  More opportunities for learning, more opportunities for community based supports. What

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An update on David.

We are still here.  WhyNotFathers.com has been largely quiet because there hasn’t been a lot to say. That has changed. David’s behavior is becoming more erratic.  The residence has undergone a med wash with him.  A med wash is where they take him off all of his meds and put him on new ones. This has been very difficult with out of control behaviors.  We are looking at a temporary placement in a different facility while he completes the med wash.  This other facility will be in a different town, around 5 hours from home. If David remains out of control then he will need to be moved to a different facility – Long Term. More as we hear about it.   Tweet #fighting4answrs

Some days make everything worthwhile

I will be the first to admit, raising a child with Reactive Attachment Disorder is a challenge.  Raising a David is an incredible challenge. Today. Made it all worthwhile. I have chronic illnesses, and as a result, sometimes have difficulty sleeping.  Some days too much, other days, not at all.  Friday night was one of those “not at all” nights.  When I finally fell asleep at 6am, I was utterly exhausted. 9am, my phone rings.  David calling.  Any other time, I would love to talk to him. Since he is on a kick right now where he is calling, I answered it. “Dad, could we change our dad and me time?” he asked. “What did you have in mind?” I asked wearily. “How about we go to the 1 o’clock movie?  Epic.”  he stated. And thus, my time with David bumped from 3pm to 1pm, and we went to a

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