Hope raged this afternoon. She threw furniture, kicked, hit, bit, scratched and screeched. It went on forever. The Dad came home and we got some PRN medication into her. It hasn’t knocked her out (it should have) and she is sitting on her bed singing happily. I don’t know how I contained her or kept her contained. I am a mass of scratches and bruises and I hurt all over. Hope doesn’t weigh 46 pounds yet. I think it is time to muster up some outside reinforcements.
Ever notice how close RAD and RAGE are, alphabetically?