Finally, got a call back from one of the intake people at the residential facility today. It appears that they are waiting on some additional paperwork from his last residential care facility. As a result, they aren’t able to admit him yet. Maybe on Monday. Words can not describe how I feel right now. Related articles Basic Service Levels – Universal Application (whynotfathers.com) We Brought David Home (whynotfathers.com) You are like night staff (whynotfathers.com) stealing from school (whynotfathers.com) Tweet #fighting4answrs
David is in full form this morning. I feel bad for his teacher having to deal with him all day today. It is really too bad, the morning started out great, but then I asked him to stop playing with his clean clothes, they are in a suitcase that we have packed in case he goes to the care facility today. He got all upset with me and started throwing around papers, calling the dog names, and generally being obstinate. Not a good way to start the day. Now our house looks like a hurricane hit it. He didn’t have his binder with him when he came home from school yesterday, so I imagine that I will get a call from the teacher asking where it is. Related articles stealing from school (whynotfathers.com) Tweet #fighting4answrs
I sleep during the day, because I stay up all night long with my son. This morning, just as I was getting into a good sleep, I received a call from the facility where David will eventually be a resident. They need a list of hospital stays for him going back two years. Evidently it is too much work for them to go through his medical records and dig up the information for themselves. So I told them… “David doesn’t sleep at night.” “As a result, I stay up all night with him.” “You are cutting into my night time right now.” “If you had told me yesterday or even last week that you needed this information, I wouldn’t be upset.” So I sent them an email with the information that they need. Later in the afternoon I called and asked if the bed was indeed going to be available.