The Single Worse Day Of My Life

happened yesterday....

Have you ever tried to do the right thing for your child and have it blow up in your face?

It happened to me yesterday. I had a meeting at the counseling place my son goes to and they informed me that they would be informing Children and Family Services about the one of the drunken episodes of my husbands. During the meeting the psychiatrist twisted shit up and wrongly accused my family of stuff.

He started the conversation by saying that "Z" had seen physical domestic violence in my house and he was going to have to report it to the Department of Family services.

“Whoa,” I said “Not my house, are you sure that you read that file correctly?”

He replied with a “Yes”

I said “Well you had better look again, that would have been between his father and his wife, not me and my husband!”

He looked and gave no apology and continued to be an ass.

”That is why I am clarifing it with you" he blurted " But you have been involved in physical abuse your whole life.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked

“Well, when you were a kid growing up.” He replied.

I said “I was freakin nine months old, my father beat me to a coma and the State took us away. My adoptive parents never laid a hand on me”

He perked up and said “You know, you may have amnesia from that.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, might I add in a very disgusted tone.

After that things kind of blurred out. I never imagined that I would be treated like this. So I told him I couldn’t sit here and listen to this anymore. After 30 minutes of being talked to like that I had enough. It was like he was looking for something that wasn’t there.

Before I left, I said “You know this really concerns me.”

He looked confused and said “What do you mean?”

“What I mean is, you never took the time to read that file accurately. You looked over it, found some info and ran with it. If you had read it you would have known that Z said he saw his Dad hit his Step mom and that kind of stuff never happened in my house. How am I supposed to know you are not going to take things and twist them all up in the future? How do I know you won’t confuse my son with some other child? Feel free to report what ever you like, I can assure you that they will find nothing of that nature. If my husband ever hit me or "Z" it would be the last thing he ever did. I most certainly would not stick around for more!”

He had nothing to say after that. I called the supervisor of the program and let her know of my concerns. She was not much help either. All I got from her was a bunch of “uh-hu’s.”

I said understood their position but my concern was any future meetings with my son and whether information will be interpreted correctly. I also said I was not comfortable with my son being in his care and is there someone else he could see. She told me that he was the program psychiatrist and there was no one else. I said I would have to reevaluate my decision on keeping him there or transferring him to another facility. I also voiced my concern on the accuracy of the report. If he mixed things up in person, what did the report have on it? She really did not have much to say, but said she would look at it and call me back.

Well, I never heard from her. But there was a card in my door from the Department of Children and Families when I got home last night.