The What Would’s… Yes, you read that correctly. The What Would’s. No, it isn’t some fanciful tale like The Little’s or Mother Goose. This is where we look at David’s life and wonder… a bit of analysis if you prefer that as a descriptor. What would… What would his life look like if after the very first placement when he saw so much success, the school in our community hadn’t barred his entry? If they had accepted him, like he had heard them accept him, because he still questions it, “How come the school didn’t want me?” And it has been more than 5 years. What would his life look like if his birth mom had chosen differently? What would his life look like if his foster family had chosen differently? If they had been able to choose differently? What would his life look like if… instead of hitting road
I have received flack about my writing. From many sources. Why? Because I am causing my son a lifetime of pain and misery by writing about his situation. Really? Do you think that I have not struggled with what I put out here? I mean seriously. If the worst thing I wrote about was the fact that he had two bowls of cereal at breakfast without permission, you would think that I had a pretty great kid. Wouldn’t you? Heck , I wouldn’t feel the need to write about that, because I would have a pretty great kid. In seriousness, There are days when I don’t write anything. Believe me when I say it isn’t because nothing happened that day. If I wrote about 25 percent of the things that he did in a given week, I would not be able to do anything else, because all of my time
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!