Complete lack of communication – Medication Issue How hard is it? David has six prescriptions. Two medications are available over the counter – the others aren’t. Since the staff at the juvenile detention center where David is currently being housed had an issue with his originally supplied medication, we supplied them with all new prescriptions from the pharmacy and brand new bottles of the over the counter medications, both were sealed. Included were two prescriptions for the over the counter medication that the pharmacy gave us on behalf of David’s psychiatrist. Yet. They are still claiming an issue with his medication. So he isn’t getting all of his medication. One would think that the nurse would check with David’s doctor. With me. Or the doctor who prescribed the medication. With the advocate. With David’s lawyer. Or the Care Coordinator. With Juvenile Court. or maybe the Developmental Disabilities Program Manager. So
Unfinished quilt tops. Loose fabric, pieced together. seams resewn to strengthen the final product. adjustments, another persons eye to style and color. A work in progress. I strive to save the lovingly hand stitched aspect of the quilt top while ensuring it won’t fall apart upon the first washing.Life lessons. Spools of thread. Simple things the second. Complex thoughts on the first. I was thinking about a sewing project I have been trying to find time to work on. I am finishing a quilt. I purchased an unfinished quilt top at auction and am working to finish. Just haven’t been able to make time to sit down and tackle it. Not to mention the stack of patching, hemming and repairs that are sitting in my sewing area. In thinking about the similarities between the spool of thread on my sewing machines, and David’s care I am struck by one thing.
Breaking our hearts to practice tough love with David. He called home for the first time since he was placed in detention. Full of tears, and a story about how he banished the bad version of himself. Breaking Hearts During the first hearing, he didn’t want to talk to us. During the second, he said hello. He isn’t happy there in the detention center. Nothing to do and in bed by 6pm. He claims they won’t let him read or do anything. And he can’t visit with peers. We can go visit him for an hour on Sunday. In order to visit, we have to give 24 hours notice. He told me that he wasn’t getting his medicine. I talked to the staff and they said he wasn’t in compliance. So tomorrow, I’ll find out what that means. Because he needs his medicine and will have all sorts of problems