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Friday, April 13, 2007

Visiting the Child Pych Ward

One of the interesting things about the Children's Pysch Ward is that outwardly the kids look and seem so, well, normal. Obviously these are troubled kids or they wouldn't be there. It's incredibly difficult to get a kid into a hospital setting. But when they're there, the units run so smoothly and are so organized and structured that the kids usually behave very well. Until they are challanged, that is.

I was signing in the Boy this morning and meeting with the various staff members. I sat with the Boy during lunch and we had a good talk. He looked great, clear-eyed and clean and well rested. He was coherant and pleasant and looked totally happy. Which is rather confusing, considering he has been so down and unhappy lately and all.

While we were chatting there was an adorable little girl, maybe 5 or so, with long curley hair and pretty hair doodads with sparkles and the cutest little bunny slippers. She was tiny and all dressed up so girly-girl with sparkles and ribbons and bows. Just cute as a button. Very chatty, too, as 5 year olds are wont to be. She was pleasant and having fun and then she asked for something and was told "no" she couldn't do what she wanted. From adorable to devil child in about 2 seconds. Phew! Right into the time-out room and she was screaming bloody murder the whole time. The Boy looked at me, I looked at the Boy, and we both started laughing. Memories!

He'll be OK. They'll talk to him about his moods and his depression. They might do a med adjustment. He'll be home in a week or so. Hopefully he'll be happier and less dark. And well rested.

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6 Comments:

Blogger craziequeen said...

Hi Margalit, I came back to visit and see how things are.

It definitely sounds like Boy is in the right place and I hope you are taking opportunity of the lull and getting well-needed rest!

cq

13/4/07 2:30 PM  
Blogger sage said...

Child Psych wards seem very depressing--glad you visit went well. Here from Michele's

13/4/07 2:37 PM  
Blogger blackbird said...

Such a huge thing -
I'm holding you close and it does sound like he'll be okay...

14/4/07 12:17 PM  
Blogger deb said...

I found you through blog antagonist. That's tough but it's sounds like you and he are familiar with his depression and it's treatment. He's a lucky boy, that way.

14/4/07 1:46 PM  
Blogger Carmi said...

You have the unique ability to take what would, on the surface, be a depressing scene, and manage to educate us in the process.

Another reason to take the time to observe and appreciate. This is a moment your son will likely never forget, and he'll likely smile every time it comes to mind.

Good job, ima.

14/4/07 4:52 PM  
Blogger Mamma said...

It's just so unfair that mental illness can affect children too. So unfair!

15/4/07 8:13 PM  

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