We fought so hard to keep from placing David in a facility. Now, we are fighting to keep him there. I never would have thought this day would come. Last year at this time, we were upset because we had to move him to a new facility. This year I would love to know that he can stay in a facility. This isn’t me admitting defeat. This is me begging for help. This is me admitting that we are beyond powerless to do this ourselves. Tomorrow, we start prep with the school for his return. Tomorrow, we start prep for his return home. Tomorrow, we appeal. Tomorrow, the fight begins anew. Wish us luck. Wish David luck. After all, we only want the best for him. Tweet #fighting4answrs
Don’t read further if you are at risk for triggers. There is one incident in the last month that just explodes to the forefront of my mind… that is the vivid image of David cutting himself, and then reaching into the wound and making it bigger with his fingers because they took away the sharp that he was using. I know it is graphic, but I can’t for the life of me figure out how that is safe. They said that it wasn’t bipolar disorder, he was just angry. if that is what he does when he is angry, what happens when he gets really upset? Tweet #fighting4answrs
So, evidently, a majority of David’s team at the Psychiatric Residential Treatment Facility (PRTF) thinks that he is ready to come home. Never mind the self-harming and manic episodes from last month. Never mind the negative behaviours or need for him to have a highly structured environment. So while his Mother and I don’t think that he is ready to come home, and that his primary doesn’t think he is ready to come home, and that some of his care team that has been with him since basically the beginning of our struggles to get him services doesn’t think he is ready to come home… There is a pretty fair chance that he will be released in the next two to three weeks. Today I was asked if there was a discharge plan in place. HELLO?!? Up until last Friday we had no idea this was even on the radar!