Well, I started June with the goal of walking a total of 50 miles. Unfortunately I haven’t been able to keep up to such a grand goal, only walking when it’s not too hot and when I wake up early enough to do it before I go to work. However, my daughter who goes to school in the Czech Republic will be home for the summer next week, and she has agreed to get up early and walk with me everyday. Maybe July will be the month!
It has been a rough year. I moved in with my parents in January while my townhouse was being built and moved my daughter to a different school (the one she’d go to when the townhouse was ready anyway). I did this so she wouldn’t have to change mid-semester and because she was being bullied. She stayed at my parents’ house with me, so it worked out fine—they are in the same school district as the new school so the bus came to get her everyday. The townhouse was ready at the end of March and my daughter and son moved in with me.
My daughter continued to suffer from bullying at the new school as well. I think Facebook has got a lot to do with it. Her new friends saw what old friends were saying about her, etc. I’m not positive, but every time she got off Facebook she seemed depressed. She broke up with her boyfriend at the old school who promptly got himself a new girlfriend. My daughter’s so beautiful, yet she has such a bad self esteem. I wish I knew how to help her. She was hospitalized in May for a suicidal plan we were afraid she would carry out. We began DBT class together (the kids go to one session and the parents go to another), but I let her miss one week so she could go to Indiana with my parents. That weekend she was texting me that she wanted to die, that she needed to go back to the hospital, and that she really needed me to come there to pick her up.
I got in the car at midnight with my six year old son and started driving from North Carolina to Indiana. I made it three hours before I had to crash at a hotel for a few hours, then completed the trip early in the afternoon on Saturday. We drove back the next day, but she seemed better so I didn’t take her to the hospital right away. She had therapy on Monday and that helped her, and I knew she had an appointment with her psychiatrist on Thursday. On Thursday the psychiatrist gave her a psych test and she was only 2 points away from getting the worst possible score. He and I agreed that I should take her directly to the hospital. She answered one question with the answer that she’d kill herself if given the chance.
She had lost 3 pounds in 10 days, so they are treating her at the hospital for an eating disorder. She often throws up, and I was wondering about that possibility, too. Her therapist had told the doctor that she suspected an early-onset eating disorder. This week I’ll miss work a couple of mornings to go to family sessions at the hospital. She seems to be doing better on the new medicine they are giving her, although it makes her tired. They said that would only last three weeks, and since it’s summer I think it would be a good time to continue with it since it’s helping. Hopefully my daughter will be home from the hospital by the weekend when my older daughter gets home.
This week my son is going to South Carolina to stay with my mother-in-law (what do you call her if I’m separated from her son?). It will be strange not having any children at home ALL week. I finished the afghan I was making my daughter in the hospital so I guess I will need to visit the craft store for some more yarn to start a new project soon.
I’m hoping to begin writing more now, not that things have calmed down any, but because it really helps me to do so.
