Oh man, Leslie, I'm so sorry about how the day has gone. It sounds like you have sorted things out and made the appropriate noises: taking responsibility for one's choices/consequences (for Tiff) and DO YOUR JOB (for the staff). I'm so, so sorry. I hope this was a wake-up call for the staff. I see what you mean re: kids mentally ill being mixed with Tiff, and others like her, just sorting things out. I do hope tomorrow is better for all.
I admire your objectivity; in the midst of chaos and confusion, you're able to define the pertinent issues and point the direction to be taken. I sometimes get lost among the emotions. I'm sure this must be so hard on you. I agree w/one of your previous posts: one day at a time. I hope Tiff begins feeling better/having a more positive outlook once she's taking her meds appropriately.
I just returned from taking my 14yo to THREE, count 'em, THREE
different stores!! And the ONLY reason I could do this iis, the shopping was for him. I hadn't realized that his shoes were literally falling apart, so instead of getting him one pair, I ended up getting TWO pair of shoes. AND, we traveled to three stores because not too many stores had shoes he wanted in his size: 13 or 14
, depending on the shoe!! By the time he decided on which he wanted, and found out they did fit, he booked out to the car, to slump and wait, while I paid for them. (he did very well, IMO, -- shopping with him when he was younger, for things he HAD to try on, was a LOT more of a trial!!)
Ah, I still have to go to the grocery store, but only after a brief practice session here at our house (and the house is a mess; dh has, thankfully, kept up with the laundry but not much else), with the other two ppl in our little acoustic combo sub-group, from the Jazz band. We're doing "L-O-V-E" and "I Was A Little Too Lonely (And You Were A Little Too Late)", both done by Nat King Cole. We thought we could use a little extra polishing, so we'll be meeting here within the hour. When we're done, THEN I can go to the grocery store.
BTW, David Sedaris wrote a short piece for The New Yorker, in their travel issue, published within the last two weeks. Deals w/travel with his boyfriend Hugh. As always, very entertaining. He makes himself sound totally dysfunctional, however!! Says Hugh is the organizer of schedules, the fixer of appliances, the balancer of the finances, -- the one to talk w/the real estate agent, function at the grocery store, etc. Can it be true??? It's good for a chuckle, anyway, the way he writes it.
I think I should change my allnurses "screen name" to Babble.