Thursday, October 22, 2009
I am reading the rest of Debbys blog. I am on 4/21/08.
She has more strength than I do. She has the abilty not to call the center.
I called. I interfered.
My insticts told me that Ryan should not come back to our home. I conveyed that to the insurance company and the facility, when they had said he would be released. I begged them not to release him yet, I told them about the alcohol in our home. They told me they would not release him without an acceptable discharge plan. For him to come to a home with alchohol was not acceptable. They assured me they would get a plan. I got two more weeks, then he came home anyway. I stayed out of it, not even knowing the discharge plan until a week after he got home. I called the facility to find out what the plan was. I rushed Ryan all over town one afternoon trying to get all the appointments in.
I need to let him figure it out. I am pretty distraught, I don't think I can do this. He has never shown to me that he can take care of himself.
Isn't this a mother's job? No, I guess not. I am so torn.
I am going back to read more from Debby