Thursday, March 4, 2010

The Latest Scheme

Yesterday Daughter had to be in my line of vision. She still managed to get into food, as she'd hidden a jar of peanut butter in her bedroom. I thought it was interesting that she didn't protest. She was still showing me she's needy, of course. I was working on the computer and Daughter was sitting beside me folding kitchen linen.
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"Mom, call 911."
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"Why?"
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"I just don't feel right and I can't keep my eyes open."
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I'm sorry you're not feeling well. Where's your ipod?"
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"I left it at the workshop."
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I went to itunes on my computer and started one of her favorite albums. She managed to stay awake and fold the laundry without any problem.
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She didn't manage to clean the back porch bathroom, the chore she failed to do the night before. She started hyperventilating and decided she had to go to bed.
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This morning she'd wet the bed again. When she came down for breakfast, I supervised her in the kitchen and then made her bring her food into the living room so I could finish my workout. She was collecting some DVD's to take to the workshop, but I made her put them back. I pointed out that at least one of them was mine, and that she needed to bring her ipod home before she took anything else to the workshop.
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She informed me she would be out of the house by the end of the month. She's going to go live with Flasher and his father.
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"I have concerns about you living with someone who has abused you in the past."
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"I can handle it."
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"You know he'll want to have sex."
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"I'm not stupid."
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"He probably won't like it if you wet the bed with him in it. You might want to practice not wetting the bed."
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silence
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As she was leaving I offered my parting comment. "Have his dad call me so I can tell him what he needs to do to keep you safe."
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As soon as she got on the bus she called Therapist. When I called Therapist later in the morning, the receptionist chuckled when I identified myself. Therapist congratulated me on handling the situation brilliantly. She had been about to call me, in fact.
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Tonight when Daughter gets home, I'm going to offer her two options: she can continue in my line of vision so that I can keep her safe, or she can practice independent living and take care of things on her own. It will be interesting to see what she decides. Right now my strategy is to find the humor and surprise her with my reactions.
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Flasher will not be at the workshop today. He lives with his mom, not his dad. He thinks his dad will let both of them come live with him as they escape the clutches of their evil mothers. Daughter did report him for pinching her yesterday. I wonder if that was before or after they made plans to move in together....
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2 comments:

Linda said...

I love how you handled this! Brilliant-I am trying to not give a reaction to the outrageous plans DQ makes. I'll remember how you handled this one!

Reverend Mom said...

Glad you liked it. I'm trying not to show my concern that she hasn't come to her senses yet....