trinityroyal
Well-Known Member
Damn!
I checked my e-mail this morning, to find a long report from difficult child's support worker. Geez Louise!
difficult child had been complaining about being bullied at work. With difficult child's history, there's usually more to the story, so husband and I decided to look into it further. With a bit of coordination between difficult child's employer and assisted living provider, we were able to get his support staff to go to work with him last week. What. A. Mess! He's been making trouble, interfering with others' work, not staying at his own station, yelling and swearing across the shop floor, and generally engaging in the same antics that got him tossed out of more than 20 schools during his checkered "career". One of his co-workers has been flipping the hood of difficult child's coat when they're both getting ready to leave at the end of the day. Apparently THAT's the "bullying".
The bigger problem is that, based on the support staff's observation it seems that difficult child has been ditching his medications and has been off them for at least a week now. Great. Just what the world needs. A hypomanic 6 ft 5 man who thinks he's a little kid running around loose in the street.
I just want to throttle the boy. I think in his warped thought pattern he figures that if he messes up badly enough, he'll be able to move back home and be a little boy again. That's actually his stated career ambition, "To be a little boy, move back home, and have Daddy take care of me." However, this fledgling is NOT returning to the nest.
Even when I started to get hopeful I had a little niggle of worry. husband on the other hand, bought fully into the idea that this was The Thing. This was going to work and difficult child was going to be fine from here on in. He's going to come crashing down and be depressed for weeks over this, just in time for Christmas.
I am so tired of difficult child's koi.
I checked my e-mail this morning, to find a long report from difficult child's support worker. Geez Louise!
difficult child had been complaining about being bullied at work. With difficult child's history, there's usually more to the story, so husband and I decided to look into it further. With a bit of coordination between difficult child's employer and assisted living provider, we were able to get his support staff to go to work with him last week. What. A. Mess! He's been making trouble, interfering with others' work, not staying at his own station, yelling and swearing across the shop floor, and generally engaging in the same antics that got him tossed out of more than 20 schools during his checkered "career". One of his co-workers has been flipping the hood of difficult child's coat when they're both getting ready to leave at the end of the day. Apparently THAT's the "bullying".
The bigger problem is that, based on the support staff's observation it seems that difficult child has been ditching his medications and has been off them for at least a week now. Great. Just what the world needs. A hypomanic 6 ft 5 man who thinks he's a little kid running around loose in the street.
I just want to throttle the boy. I think in his warped thought pattern he figures that if he messes up badly enough, he'll be able to move back home and be a little boy again. That's actually his stated career ambition, "To be a little boy, move back home, and have Daddy take care of me." However, this fledgling is NOT returning to the nest.
Even when I started to get hopeful I had a little niggle of worry. husband on the other hand, bought fully into the idea that this was The Thing. This was going to work and difficult child was going to be fine from here on in. He's going to come crashing down and be depressed for weeks over this, just in time for Christmas.
I am so tired of difficult child's koi.