Ian had had a pretty good Christmas Vacation. I think that we were in Albuquerque helped. He drove all the kids' parents in the neighborhood crazy. Then, we only had two day left until school started again. But on this day, Ian & I were butting heads about cleaning up his room. His aunt was having a hard time with his disrespect. I knew he was having a harder day than he had been. But he had gone into his room & cleaned up some. So, when I was in Tess' room talking to her, I didn't think anything bad was going on, but Ian walked in to the room with his arm cut & scrapped up & said, "Are you happy now?"
And, as I promised if he ever hurt himself again, I called Desert Hills. I got an apt. for the 12, but drove him up to Kaseman's which is a Presbyterian Hospital acute care psychiatric clinic. It was a drive, since I threw things together in 15 minute & had to get gas on the way out of town.
He was okay until he had been checked in & we were waiting for an assessment. He wanted to go home. Then he just wanted a room to sleep!
The next day I went to get him some jeans, pj's, velcro shoes, & a coat. I got to spend some time with him. I built the train track in his car as we talked. He ate lunch. He was not happy to be there, but he knows why. I am not sure of the understanding of the link between cutting himself & him being there to get help so he doesn't do that.
Ian had a hard time over the next few days. I called him everyday as I promised. He was having some problems with an older kid that is staying in the clinic. He got upset & tried to cut himself with a domino. I talked to his counselor. I told him to think of his sister & me. That if he continued to do that, he would not be going to desert hills soon.
He promised & the counselor, Monica, said he talked to her & has kept his promise.
I did call too late one night & they didn't tell him I called, so he was not too happy about that.
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