Poor Jamie....
We did get "another" call from the hospital today. Jamie was put in isolation for near an hour for kicking a peer and a staff member (over his lunch tray) …so…it looks like he is not as stable as we thought…or anyone else for that matter. He's cycling again….first the argumentativeness kicks in, then the aggression comes on….his moods…well they will probably be way out of whack by mid week. They have rooms for that there. Here at our house, we have dented walls where he kicked and would bang his head. He tore the blinds out of the window in one fit. We are afraid he will go after a window some day and really get hurt. Can't put him in the only room in the house that doesn’t have windows either…that's two of the bathrooms and that's just plain not safe….not to mention that he weighs more than I do now and there is no way in one of his fits that I could control him enough to get him to his room where he could pitch a royal fit..
I wish I could move mountains to make what we KNOW needs to happen...to happen. I wish I could wave a magic wand and it all would be the way it needed to be.
It's one of those things....I know that God has gotten us this far with him...finally to a dr who won't give up until he can get to Jamie somewhere that has the best chance to help him be what God intended him to be... I have to keep the faith that this is all going to happen....I have to keep fighting for my son even if there is no fight left in me because he can't do it for himself.....
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