So the insurance quit paying for the outpatient program. I am not surprised. Oh my could I complain about how much we are paying for said insurance and how others I know get it completely for free while they don't work, but I digress. How is that going to help things?
Not happy. Enough said.
Anyway, Jacob was booted from the program last Monday. We had to have a meeting where they recommended a residential treatment facility for him. I was like, okay sure, and then they informed me that it would be a three to nine month program and our out of pocket would be about $20,000.
Um, no thanks?
Again. Not happy. Enough said.
We saw his regular psychiatrist that same day and she disagreed that he was bipolar. People who are bipolar cannot turn it on and off. Jacob can. We are still with the same meds, just increased by 5 mg. each. They had to order them, so I don't know if this helps yet.
The said we shouldn't tell Jacob about her recommendations, if we decide to take him there, just to go there. My husband agreed.
I did not so the next day when he started his craziness I showed him the admittance slip and calmly explained to him that this would be our next step. His eyes were opened wide. Literally.
Since then, things have gone pretty well. Oh, we still have our issues, but they are closer to that of normal siblings/families so I can deal with this. When he starts to get out of control, I just remind him of that paper and things calm right down. He is following his contract for his game and, in fact, just came down to let me smell his hair. He has been clean for a week now.
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