We have received the phone call that lets us know that medicaid has decided that our son is “well enough” to come back.
He has not met a single therapy goal but has not tried to kill himself or anyone else in 3 weeks so he no longer requires residential treatment.
The insanity carousel just keeps going round and round and the same song keeps playing. It’s only rider knows how to get a never ending supply of tickets.
Sometimes he lets us ride with him for a week or two, but soon he is holding back his tickets and rides alone once again.
Our son is coming back, but he is not coming home. He will cycle through our house like a tornado and then disappear again and again. All we can do is batten down the hatches and pray that the tornado only harms our hearts and does not destroy itself.
Patience is learning that what will be cannot be controlled, only mitigated.