Visiting Evan at the residential treatment psychiatric hospital reminds me a lot of visiting Eliza in prison. It makes me so sad and so mad. But when we see him, I try to put all of that aside so that I may enjoy our time with him. He has been there for five months now. Evan has made a lot of progress, but not quite enough to come home yet. He is still having trouble handling his anger. I have written about Evan before in a past post titled Evan Almighty. In case you haven’t read it, he is comorbid and suffers from ADHD, ODD, PTSD, and BD.
I have been brainstorming ways to make his transition from residential treatment to home go smoothly. Here are the following things that I have come up with:
· Continue private counseling
· Continue to monitor his school to make sure that they follow his IEP
· Get him involved in a low risk extracurricular activity
· Continue journaling with him so he can explore his emotions in a healthy manner
· Resume his visits to see Eliza to help maintain the bond they have
· Continue attending the ADHD support group that I have joined
· Continue with positive reinforcements
· Continue setting good examples for him to follow
· Continue spending one-on-one time with him
· Continue reading literature regarding his problems
· Continue praying for his recovery
The facility is located three and half hours from our home and our next visit will be in two weeks. (I hate that gas in our city is $3.95 a gallon!) Hopefully by then he has earned a pass so that we can at least go out for ice-cream and maybe to the park. I am sending him a care package this weekend to tide him over until then.
I wrote asking Eliza for ideas but she did not have any. Therefore, I would appreciate any suggestions that you readers may have.
Today when I walked into work, I noticed a coworker carrying a stack of Newsweek magazines. The cover read “Growing Up Bipolar: One Family’s Struggle To Raise A Troubled Son” Of course, I grabbed a couple for me and my husband!