Thank you.
My sciatica comes and goes. It's better, but I still can't walk 3 miles like I want to. The pain patch allergic reaction has healed.
Cousin P is still alive. I have no idea how she does it. She's been in hospice for several wks.
My daughter graduated and I drove to Difficult Child for the ceremony. It was a great weekend.
difficult child stayed home and "watched" the house. We had cousins and friends stop by to keep an eye on him. He changed the kitty litter, took the dogs out, fed himself, watered the plants, never used the cars (we hid the keys, and checked the mileage) and took his medications all except for the last day.
My expectations were very low: I didn't want the house to burn down, and didn't want any parties. Mission accomplished.
difficult child is still looking for a job. I had him do chores to earn $25 the other day so he could pay back D's mom for their dr co-pay. He still owes them $50. I told him he's got to show me two job applications a day, either on his phone or on paper.
He still does
not have his phone back.
He is still titrating up on new medications, in addition to staying on his lithium. He seems to be over the hump of going off of Adderall. His focus is back just a little. But it's not as good as it was when he was on it. But his anxiety is slightly better.
He has, for the most part, ditched his pothead friends.
Nothing else has been stolen. They have not been over here. Everything is kept locked.
I gave him the car on Sunday to visit his ex-girlfriend 1 mile way. He had originally (Saturday) asked to go to another city to visit his new girlfriend, H. (She rotates work ins 3 store locations.) I said no.
When I gave him the car, it was a test to see if he could resist driving all that way. I figured he was just saying he'd visit the new girlfriend but not planning on it. The next day, I checked the mileage. 68.1 Yep, he drove all the way there and back.
husband and I both got on his case but I don't think he "got it." He doesn't understand the trust issue. He became the victim. And he shut down and clammed up.
But I know he'll talk again when he wants something.
Ex girlfriend's mom has been taking her to adoption places and the dr. Ex girlfriend is waffling on placement. I'm hoping that's a normal thing. She is going to home school through the computer because she keeps throwing up and passing out.
I have been waiting for the right moment to talk to H about using BC.
Be careful what you wish for ... the moment arrived today.
The lawn maintenance people were here so it was noisy. difficult child and H did not hear me come inside. I found H's keys on the LR table. The kids were nowhere to be found. Downstairs.
I found them in difficult child's room ... he has no door. For good reason.
The kids fluttered and flew and scattered.
I said, "We have to talk about birth control. Now."
difficult child yelled, "We were using a condom!"
I said, "That's not good enough. I want birth control pills."
And I went downstairs and took H's keys so they couldn't leave until we'd talked.
H still believes the rumors she has heard. Love is not only blind, it's retarded.
So they went downstairs and H went outside. difficult child met me in the kitchen and went ballistic and yelled at me to give him H's keys and he nearly decked me. "She has to leave. NOW! She has to go to work!" he yelled.
I finally got him to let me out the door.
I handed H the keys and told her that I would pay for BC and we could go to another city where no one knows her.
I said, "What you're doing isn't good enough. No one has to know. We'll find a dr out of town."
She said we could talk later. I could tell she'd been crying. (I have her phone # so I'll make sure we do talk later.)
I sat on a lawn chair for a few min to calm down, and then walked around the house.
difficult child and H were sitting in her car talking in the driveway.
"I thought you had to go to work."
She shook her head. "No, not right now. No. Yes, I do, but no, I mean ..."
Yeah, whatever.
I will give her a few days to calm down before I call.
I do not want two grandchildren this year.
by the way, difficult child's therapist said that renting a room for difficult child is not a good idea. He would become too isolated. He suggested a regular apt. with-friends who are roommates. (Obviously, not the friends from this past winter.) I visited the therapist by myself last week to get ideas.
We are working on 1) getting difficult child through the school yr. right now. 2) And getting a job.