Update 2: We have been here in the ER since 10 this morning (it's 7:20 here). They told me when we got here that we would be unable to use our cell phones (dumb!) so I've been sneaking mine here and there.
Today has been a lot of waiting and aggravation. The crisis worker took forever to get here to see him and didn't communicate with us for most of the day. I had Owen's case manager call for an update at 3:30. I got this very vague message so I ended up calling the crisis worker myself. She told me that I may have to wait several days in the ER with him before he got a bed.
About an hour later crisis called me back. Our local pedi inpatient unit was full but they found a bed in a hospital a little over an hour away. She said she was going to present him (which involves giving them the concern/safety risk and past medical history) and wait to see if they accepted him. Shortly after my case manager called to tell me she had also called and spoken to the same hospital. It was a good thing because crisis had only told them that he had set a fire and they were going to deny him. So the case manager told them that he had threatened me with a piece of glass, swung at me with the baby in my arms, and that his behavior was escalating.
I finally heard back from the hospital that they were accepting him. He is being transported by ambulance right now and I am following behind him as soon as I swing home and change Thomas' and Finn's diapers.
The best part of my day, though, was a very nice surprise from
@maryannespier @mermomo5 @Citrusfamily @ramy3695 and
@lizabethann06. They all chipped in a bought us dinner from Ray's favorite pizza place! It was such a load off and let's face it, there's no better pizza than faction pizza.
Anyway, I feel relief that he's where he needs to be and getting help. It's been a long few weeks but I feel hopeful. And having everyone's support has made this so much easier. From the bottom of my heart, thank you all so much! You really are the best group of ladies I've ever "met!"
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Update 1: Inpatient hospitals won't take overnight presentations so I have 2 options: stay here in the ER with Owen until 7 am when they can present him or go home with him and bring him back in the morning and start the whole. Process. Over. Again.
This is bullshit. Obviously I can't stay overnight. Their toilet is out of order and I have to pee so bad. There would be no place for me to sleep. I only got a few hours of sleep today after working all night.
So it's home for now and we get to wait around for crisis all over again tomorrow. Great.
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I'm sorry. I know I haven't been as active lately, but I'm requesting your thoughts and prayers.
Owen's dad was absent for the majority of his life but had been seeing him for about a year or so. A few months ago he had an MP3 player that went missing and accused Owen of taking it and threatened to kill him. Owen has had no contact with him since.
However, Owen has been spiraling out of control lately. He's been lying, stealing, running away, and has been physically aggressive to me. A week and a half ago he broke a picture frame and threatened me with the glass. I took him to the ER but there were no beds for him, so they sent him home.
A few days later he threw a basket full of laundry down the stairs at Mr. Vals and swung at me while I was holding Finn. I brought him to crisis but still no beds.
Everything has just been escalating and tonight it came to a head. He ran away when I told him he couldn't go out to play after school (he got a write-up for vandalizing school property) and he stole a lighter from a neighbor's grill. He went into the woods and set 2 fires. Emergency was called, the fire department arrived to put out the fires and the police transported him to the hospital.
Right now I'm sitting in the ER hoping they have a bed for him. I don't know what I'm going to do if they don't and he has to go home. I live in constant fear of what he could do to the other boys, to Mr. Vals and me, to himself.
The officer that responded investigated the scene of one of the fires and told me that, given the dry conditions and the burn pattern, had a gust of wind kicked up the fire, Owen would have been trapped in the middle of it and would have been unable to get out.
Tl;dr My kid is mentally ill and it's getting worse. I'm out of options and don't know what to do. Please keep our family in your thoughts.
Re: Updated Again: Guys I need prayers
We all love you and I can't imagine being in your shoes with 3 other children to think of.
All the hugs.
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