Friday, April 29, 2011
New potatoes for breakfast, steamed with just salt and pepper, melting in one’s mouth, having just been dug up from the earth. Relishing a spinach, lettuce, radish and onion salad for lunch, munching on strawberries fresh as I work, wishing tomatoes produced when lettuce did, but our lettuce will soon bolt in the oppressive heat, leaving me to make salads with piles of tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers and baby squash.
We have a team of IFI counselors in place yet again for Jonathan, who seems to cycle in and out of variously unstable phases, dark moods where he lashes out violently, only to eventually recede into just annoying behaviors, which I greatly prefer.
They sent us Mikey again, an unlikely name for a giant of a guy with longtime OTP experience and deep insight into troubled youth. I was very glad when he called to set up a time to come over and start working here, having once earned his stripes in the trenches with Paloma and Jonathan.
Dr. Mandy yesterday afternoon was praising Mr. P for continued improvements, indeed it’s been remarkable, yet I’m always wary as he’s cyclical as well. JoJo surprisingly opened up to her easily, later telling me how much he liked her. Her rapport with kids is wonderful and so nonthreatening to them emotionally.
We’d had a Dr. C psychiatric appointment this week as well, making me remember those days when I still worked in the school system, while trying to maintain a staggeringly complex load of mental health appointments for various children in dire need of professional help. Thank God for retirement, although this was a benefit I’d not fully considered years ago when once only dreaming of free time.
I’m a bit discouraged though, to think back upon the many programs, resources, teams, therapies, counseling and other plans put into place, trying to help children make good choices, and now looking back, wondering if it had done even one iota of any good? Several then severely troubled children have improved, giving me hope, while others seem as hardened as ever.
I just don’t have the answers, I just keep trying, I dunno, everything?