So many hugs to you, her, and your family. I am glad she is in a safe place, and hopefully they can get her into an inpatient program.
The fact that she feels comfortable telling you that is huge. Dd wasn't comfortable talking to me at first and we ended up in the ER after an attempt to OD on Tylenol and ibuprofen. She spent a week in an inpatient and has come leaps and bounds since then...that was over a year ago now.
You are a great mom with such honest and open communication with your DD, she's really lucky to have you in her corner. I'm so sorry you and your DD are going through this. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers.
Thanks, everyone. Last night was rough. They took us to the main campus in their "safe car"--the back seats were a cross between a cop car and a carnival ride. Hard plastic, metal wall in front, plexiglass, the works. It kind of freaked her out.
We can't have access to any personal belongings in the room. Even the bathroom is locked up and unlocked upon request. DH is going to bring earplugs because the door has to be kept partially open all night. It's enough to traumatize all over again.
She had an interview this morning with one of the doctors and answered her questions. The plan is inpatient as soon as a bed opens up, which should be tonight or tomorrow morning.
I'm supposed to be doing online PD for work and working on the new graduate class I started this week. Ironically enough, the program I just started is a non-degree graduate program to be a certified Trauma Informed Educator. Go figure.
trying not to worry about DS at home also. I know DH is with him, but he's also working, and this is the second time this summer that we've been in the hospital, albeit for different reasons. It's got to be scary for him, and lonely with no one around.
"Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you've got a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies-"God damn it, you've got to be kind.”
I'm praying for you and A and the rest of the family. She is in a safe place and you are clearly a great mum that she felt comfortable enough to share so well with you. Take care.
Post by leshoequeen on Aug 26, 2020 12:06:13 GMT -5
Sending you the biggest hug. I'm in tears reading your post because I've felt some of the same things your daughter is feeling. You are such a good mom and she is lucky to have you.
Thanks for the update. I'm glad it sounds like they are taking the right steps to help her.
As far as work goes, this is a good reason to use FMLA if I've ever heard of one. Please contact your HR department and ask them about options for taking some time off or at least delaying the PD. That's the last thing you need to worry about right now. I doubt you'd get much out of it anyway, so it makes little sense to add that to your pile of stressors.
Thanks for the update. I'm glad it sounds like they are taking the right steps to help her.
As far as work goes, this is a good reason to use FMLA if I've ever heard of one. Please contact your HR department and ask them about options for taking some time off or at least delaying the PD. That's the last thing you need to worry about right now. I doubt you'd get much out of it anyway, so it makes little sense to add that to your pile of stressors.
My principal told me to just take the days. I have sick days, so I think it’s fine.
They think a bed will open up in the inpatient wing tonight or tomorrow. At the moment, she’s thinking she’d rather me not be there. She wants to try it on her own. She just blows me away sometimes.
They’re going to try dialectic group therapy, from what the dr told her (I was out of the room at that point). It’s pretty clear plain CBT hasn’t helped so far.
Post by onomatopoeia on Aug 27, 2020 8:34:22 GMT -5
Thinking of all you and sending big hugs. I've been in a similar situation with my DS years ago, I remember how scary it was. You're a great parent. I've heard great things about DGT.
Post by penguingrrl on Aug 27, 2020 11:12:50 GMT -5
Sending hugs and vibes, for both of you! My brother ended up needing long term inpatient treatment for close to a year when he was 15-16. It was so hard on my mother. Now he’s 34 and a happy and productive member of society. The treatment he got as a teen saved his life. It wasn’t always a perfectly smooth road, but they were able to give him the tools and skills he needed to get over the jumps in the road.