David, In less than 24 hours, you will be coming home. You will have completed yet another stay in a care facility. As much as the facility would have us believe differently, there is no cure for your condition. I explained it once to you, maybe you remember? I also told you there is no cure for the condition you were born with. You have something called Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. It is within a group of disorder known as Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorders. Like Autism, there are wide variations in the symptoms that people with this condition have. This is why we see so many specialists. Why do you have this? When your birth mom was pregnant with you, she did a lot of things that were not healthy for you, these included using drugs and alcohol. As much as I want to say that she is evil, I can’t.
Anxiety In a little more than a month, David will return from his fifth placement in six years. As a result, we are on edge. Anxiety in people who are already in a heightened state of upset is not good. We are told that things will be different this time. By the admissions of the staff where he is, David needs constant redirects. Last Spring, a psychologist associated with the agency diagnosed David with Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorder. This is in addition to the Reactive Attachment, Severe Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and Conduct Disorder that he already had. The Specialist So I arranged to see a specialist in August so we could get specific recommendations regarding future care planning for David. Don’t live in the past We aren’t supposed to live in the past where David tried to kill me. Where David stole from everyone in the
It has been a long day. Because of a well meaning social worker who chose not to understand our situation, we had a Sheriff Deputy transport our son 100 miles to safe bed. Safe bed is just that, a safe place for him to be, to rest, to get himself under control. There is no reason that I could not have transported David today, but such is life. On the plus side, our care coordinator, who also happens to be a social worker, rocks. I can’t say enough good things about this person and the work they do on David’s behalf. Our family would be even more lost than we already are without this person in our corner. Today, when the transport was rescheduled outside of our control, the care coordinator went to bat and defended our family. Today we also received some wonderful news. On Monday afternoon, David will