I've cried all night, all morning and pulled it together to wash windows at a house that is hosting for the Master's tournament. Then went back to crying.
and I am still dealing with strep, of course.
The more I've played through the ridiculous shouting match with Ms T from our IFI team yesterday, the more I think she was out of line. Some of her points were valid but a lot of her approach and many of the things she said were not appropriate or fair. We literally got our @$$es dragged through the mud last night because she was trying to prove that we were triggering Sissy to the point of violence toward Wonder Girl.
as i'm typing this, my anger is rising up and I need to process correctly so I'm purposefully not going to rehash the details, although I'd REALLY REALLY like to.
So, I left a message saying three things:
1. asking for grace on our behalf, that my husband and I don't communicate that way but he was in excruciating pain from bruised and cracked ribs and pleurisy and on pain meds and muscle relaxers and I have a very severe case of strep and had a fever
2. I told her I would be giving her a signed letter from my therapist that details the nature of our sessions, my personal struggles and that I do not suffer from mental health illness
3. I asked that she please bring us the mission statement, goals and objectives of the IFI program because I felt like perhaps we do not have a clear understanding of the purpose of IFI and I would like to get on correct footing
If I don't get satisfactory results from this approach, I will be calling her supervisor.
Ms M was excellent the other night. Ms T ... not so much. (I'm being polite. VERY polite)
On the flip side, I called the warden from insurance, Ms L because she asked me to let her know what the IFI team was going to do about Sissy's violence toward Wonder Girl. I said that IFI at this time only wants to assess what Sissy's triggers are and to provide us with more appropriate parenting skills. I told Ms L once again, that 3 hours was NOT in any way shape or form sufficient to accomplish this task.
Two hours later I got a phone call from Ms. C. She talked me through the preliminary paper work for social security disability for Sissy. She asked about the other children in the home and I told her about Aspie Boy. So she started the paper work for him too!
OMG! we've been through hell and back the last three weeks but if all of it was so we could finally get BOTH of them on SSDI and Medicaid ... *crying again* ...I don't want to say that this hell has been worth it but, the ends may very well justify the means.