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and then we get a phone call….

that says “your son has had a seizure, and is on the the way to the emergency room via ambulance.” It was nearly two hours before I noticed the message on my cell phone, which tells me a number of things. They didn’t attempt all of the communications methods that we listed in the paperwork for his admission. They didn’t call both home and cell phone for dad. UPDATE they did leave a message on our home phone. They didn’t call both work and cell phone for mom. They didn’t call the third party emergency contact. They didn’t email me until after I had sent a message arranging for our Sunday visit. And by this time, it was more of an “Don’t know if you got my message or not, but David had a seizure today around 1:45…” In the end, preliminary indications are that he had an allergic reaction

Parent Teacher Conferences – A joy for David

Mom and I went to Parent Teacher Conferences at the PRTF where David lives last night. To say that we were surprised in what we heard would be an understatement. By all accounts, David is doing well. Compared to last year, when he couldn’t be kept in the classroom, now, he does the work. Not without redirects, but hey, this is a kid with severe mental illness, just keeping him in the classroom is a start. He has a difficult time staying on task, but with a teacher that was reminiscent of Bonnie Franklin from One Day at a Time, he is making headway this year. Even the keyboarding teacher had positive things to say about David, and he is doing very poorly in her class. This is in stark contrast from what we hear in the monthly staffing that we attend where we go over his treatment plan. All

Explosive Visit With David Today.

We saw David today. The plan was a two hour visit. We were there 20 minutes. The argument started because David decided that he wanted to be obstinate. I was getting the situation defused when David decided that he was done with the visit and took off down the hallway. I had to go after him to ensure that he didn’t get into anything he wasn’t supposed to. Once he was outside, I hollered for him to stop and talk to me. He was about half a city block away and picking up speed. Staff at this point was coming out of the residence. So I told them that he was running away from us. In his anger, he left behind all of his toys. So his sister brought them out to the door by his cottage. David erupted. Said that she was stealing his stuff. His sister engaged and