Conor's being discharged two days early. Insurance says he's had such stellar behavior, he doesn't need to be inpatient anymore. School's still being trained; we'll see how that goes.
Conor had a tantrum on the unit today.
Just when you think things are looking up, things start looking, well, like reality again.
I've picked out curtains for Conor's room. Because that's really important, what his bedroom curtains look like. I guess if I can't control the behavior, I can control what the curtains look like. At least things will look like they're ok, even when they're not.
Up and down, up and down, back and forth, back and forth. Love love love that mood swing!
I've run out of wine, and I'm thinking about running to the liquor store when Aidan goes to sleep. I'm not going to, though, because that would signal that I have a drinking PROBLEM. Instead, I am going to have dairy-free cookie dough ice cream with a generous helping of Hershey chocolate sauce.
Whatever gets you through the night, is all right.
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