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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Dropped Like A Rock
I wasn't Sure I was going to Blog about it because it can be so discouraging to go thru without having to rehash it in my little Happy Place here in The Land Of Blog. Today I took The Young Prince to what would be perhaps the last of the Mental Health Services he'd be receiving now that he can no longer physically tolerate the Psyche Meds and has been taken off them to protect his physical health which had become so endangered due to being on them so long. We had gone thru every Therapy known to man since the Age of seven as well, with marginal results, so since that isn't working so well either, they just feel there is little they can now do for him so will be closing his 'Case'... dropped like a Rock. So of coarse I Appeal, and will go thru that 'Process' again, it's not AS IF he's Cured... and since only having Services re-established in the event of a full blown Crisis is very unsettling to me on so many levels. Yes, I know... I know... that should another full blown Crisis occur and he ends up in a Mental Institution again for a Life Threatening 'incident' then we'll be put back on the Grid of Mental Health Services... but SHOULD it TAKE that to keep Services in place for Support the Family and the Client NEEDS to live with Serious Mental Illness and not just 'suffer' thru it with no backup or Professional Support and adequate Monitoring? As it is I'm currently still battling The System for the Right for him to receive his Free Public Education and have been on that Battlefield recently, yet again. It's only four days in to those accommodations we prevailed in him receiving, limited as they are, but at least he's still in regular High School for two hours a day now since he had nowhere else that would accept him as SUITABLE 'Alternative Placement'. I know... I know... current Administration being what it is and how Medical Rights and Educational Rights for the most vulnerable being systematically stripped away if they get their New Laws enacted means we're winning small Battles but perhaps gonna lose the War... but we must Resist and Fight On! Power to the People and all that... Thank God I'm an Old Hippie and have never Cared much how the Establishment views me and mine as being 'less than' Valued and Marginalized thru their Eyes. On a Positive Note, since the whole shebang at the Mental Health Provider almost sent him over the edge in the way of heightened Anxiety, Anger and Angst, I gave him a Reward for keeping it together as we waited endlessly. Our scheduled back to back appointments with Shrink and Case Manager ran two hours late due to a deaf Family having a full blown Crisis with their Mentally Ill Teen. So they were waiting on Hospital placement somewhere AND Interpreters who could communicate via Sign Language, Bless their Hearts! So, since he managed to Cope with the huge delay, I took him to get his body piercings afterwards that he'd been begging me for... like FOREVER! Shark Bites he calls them... he said The Pain of having it done took away all the 'other' Pain Gramma... well, whatever Works for you my Precious Child... and I must say, you look pretty darned Cute Shark Bitten! I Love that Boy with all my Heart and Soul... and why even tho' Advocating is utterly exhausting for this worn out Old Hippie, I'm still up by Faith and on the Battlefield every freakin' day continuing the Resistance! I'll die Fighting the Good Fight in Faith and Resisting... you hear me!
Blessings from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian