Beautiful Day

Wow, it is a beautiful summer day. The house is clean, the laundry nearly done. Except for Jaime... whose med change may do me in... it has been a great morning.
As I type Jaime is yelling at me, "I hate you! I never want to be in this family again! JERK, JERK!" She screams and slaps herself in the head.... yelling and yelling. It is quite a mind numbing experience that takes place at least 12 times a day. I am afraid by the time we are done weaning her off these meds (another two weeks) she will have digressed to the awful state she was in when she went on them. She used to pound in windows, throw glasses on the floor, hold a flower vase out in front of herself, and then, just when you are saying, "Please don't, Jaime" drop it on the floor. She ran away constantly. She peed up EVERYTHING we owned, frequently announcing the fact first: "I'm going to pee up." She peed up the seat in the Suburban so many times we thought we would have to sell it. She used to go to the bed of the person she was currently ticked at and pee it up. Anything and everything sets her off... She is oppositional, defiant, unable to be reasoned with... We should all be on meds, at least for headaches, until she gets on her new ones.