I got discharged from the house yesterday around three, Mom picked me up. I don't remember what I wrote last, but heres the update as I know it so far,...
Nikki, the child protective worker, she came to see me the other day, Tuesday I think. Yeah, when we got back to the house from the library, I was waiting for Dad to pick me up. While I was waiting for him, Nikki had come to talk to me again.
She is a very nice and caring person, pretty much like anyone else I have any kind of contac with, except some of my family. She finally gave me some of the answers I really needed. She told me that what she wanted and my counselors and the therapist at the house was for me to stay at a runaway shelter from the time I got discharged till I got to my foster home.
One of the times that she was at my old house, or mom's house, I don't what to call the place anymore, she had tried to get mom to sign some papers to allow me to be puut in the shelter till I leave, and mom was dead set against it, it's in a rough neighborhood, and I would only be staying there as an alternative to be putting out on the streets, so I would be living there but not like the house where I was for two weeks. where theres structure, counseling, family like activities, chores, schedules, like bath time, bed time, et cetera. The run away shelter, the lighthouse is also in an area that just had rioting going on, downtown Cincinnati. I was in the hospital around most of that time, I'm glad that it's over.
The whole idea was to not have me go back home to live with mom, and thank God they were serious about that!!! I was dead set against THAT. Since mom was out of the question, Dad because he works all of the time, Grandma because if her drinking, and finally there was Delores because she had surgery on her left knee and so other then the light house, the only alternative was that I did go back home, because Delores has been staying here since there are too many stairs to go up at her home and she is using crutches. So I had no choice but to return home and bear it temporarily because Delores is here.
Mom picked me up, it was really emotional because I couldn't tell the people I lived with goodbye, and they finally practiclly kicked me out, and I left, feeling very very VERY emotional and overwhelmed on the way home. I have called the place that I lived in for two weeks at least 5 times since back, mostly talking to a resident that I miss from there. I just called again, since I have a few minutes before they are supposed to go to their rooms, 9, rooms, 9:30, lights out. Ms. Elizabeth, staff and RN there told me to try her again tomorrow, and I asked if it was ok to call, even a lot like I have been, she said, no problem, no problem at all! YES! :)
So I had an uneasy night, took my pill to help me sleep, finally fell asleep, made the bus, went to school, told people that asked either the truth, that I have been on vacation, or that yes, I have been skipping, depending on the person. Teri had already told a few curious, or nosy people to not be polite, brb, i'll update soon, I'm waiting foir Ms. H to viit me, but she is an hour late, so I guess she won't be coming now, I'm going to check email real quick, I'll let you know when and where I am when I move again, to fioster care, I can't wait, yet Ican, too,.. I'm so confused