Yesterday, Hope was dysregulated all day. We tried physical contact, a 2 mile walk, early lunch, one-on-one time and nothing helped. The Dad had to carry her raging out of the home improvement store. She ended up watching us swim because she chose to sun with with only part of her bathing suit where it belonged.
The Dad has a four day weekend and when we talked about what each of us wanted to do, GB knew what she wanted. She wanted to go to the gym with The Dad, because they hadn’t been there
since Hope joined the family in a long time. It is something they used to do together two or three times a month. It was their “thing”. The Dad didn’t really want to, for reasons that had nothing to do with GB, but he recognized how important it was to GB. Some of the changes we have had to make to accommodate Hope have not been easy on GB.
The shrink and I (by email) decided to dramatically increase Hope’s Risperdal in an attempt to get the rages back under control. The insurance company, MEDCO, in their infinite wisdom and based on their vast experience with Hope, decided she didn’t need it. They refuse to talk to us and only the doctor is allowed to even try to change their mind. Fourth of July weekend… I am not optimistic, and so, for now, I guess we live with the rages.
While The Dad and GB are at the gym, MK is talking Hope and the baby for a walk. I think I will be keeping both girls home today. Between gardening and swimming, they should have enough to keep them busy.