I have been screaming OCD for so long...It's a ****ing shame that so much **** goes down before you learn what he has and does not have.
I think I get brushed off as a nervous helicopter mom at times. I do not express emotion well. I seem nervous and perhaps a busybody. These kind people have no idea what the hell I'm handling. The trouble is, I say exactly what's happening in a plain and simple tone.
When I was young, I had a very small house with shiny paneling. I could see flames reflecting on the wall by my bedroom. I walked over, peeked in my room, and saw the bed was on fire. I walked out to the living room and told the guys "bed's on fire." I went to the kitchen and got a giant pan of water. Went back through. They asked "what are you doing with all that water?" I, with more annoyance this time, said "I just told you the bed is on fire." Apparently, they didn't believe me because of my monotone. (The bed was put out without any major damage.)
Well, the bed's on fire again. My sister said Ares is more of a challenge than her residents, and my buddy said there's no way in hell any respite care worker would take Ares on because he's too big of a challenge. I don't think the folks overseeing him realize that what has me nervous and frazzled would break many people.