Postponing Church

Well Jaime is off her Risperdal completely now, and on to a children's form of Prozac... sigh... It is not what I would call a success so far. This morning she wet her own bed, then got mad at Molly and peed up her bed. It gets much more involved than that, with her threatening to run away and never come back and singing little songs to me: "Yes, Jesus hates you!" So at any rate, I am home from church with Jaime and Mary (who has gone over the top with her behavior issues since the 4th of July company left), planning on going Wednesday night. The rest of the kids went with Katherine. We are still building up the dose of this new med, and so still have hope of it working... it will just be a while yet.

This nice picture of Jaime and me is one Irene took last weekend. It shows what a real sweetheart Jaime truly is when her frontal lobe syndrome is not ruling her behavior. Never thought, all those years ago, that this would be the biggest problem resulting from her brain tumor. Good thing I can't see the future, or there would be a lot of days I couldn't face it.
Into your hands oh Lord...