These days my life can be plotted on a giant blotter calendar that hangs in my kitchen. With appointments made and cancelled, times to be here or there and what exactly is coming next. Luckily for me (??) my mind is a series of driving time calculations and the old " 12 birds, one stone" equation. I've learned through much experience that life is better when ALL shit can be completed and I can come home ( where pants are removed) and do my version of relaxing. Alex has support meetings with ROSMY on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This is a 33 minute drive one way with NO traffic.....oh and there is ALWAYS traffic. Ha! Before Tuesdays ROSMY, there is DBT therapy ( 43 minutes from our house). One on one starts at 3pm to 4pm, we get an hour break ( twiddles thumbs) and then we have 1.5 hours of group therapy. This puts us at 6:30 and ROSMY starts at 6:30. Damn. Amid Alex's anxiety about being late I hurtle to ROSMY and we are 15 minutes late.Uh, sorry, yeah, um, see ya. Alex catapults from the car just as I slow down. I park and hunker down for the next 2 hours. I don't want to waste the gas to find a Starbucks nearby. I honestly have no problem sitting by myself waiting, unless its freezing or raining or I have to pee really bad. So far I have learned to plan fairly well for any problem that may arise. The best part is that no matter what kind of mood he goes in there with, he comes out happy. That makes all the driving, the nights of gas station food and $1.95 in tolls worth it.
Tonight we had a special ROSMY meeting of parents and staff. I enjoyed it. I find it much easier to discuss this journey with others with similar stories. I'm reminded of AA when they pull out a board that has all of their rules on it. They read it with the youth at every meeting. The staff are amazing and so well trained. I voice concerns related to the school Alex is in right now. I can foresee problems next year when his name and marker have been legally changed. The staff are very supportive and promise to do whatever they can to help.
Home now. I'm very tired and can't think. Will write more tomorrow.
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