He ate real good thing morning and he and I played in the living room for well over an hour before he decided he needed to go back to the safety of his room. This evening he came out again and had a banana and a small bowl of tater salad. The tater salad which is one of his favorites was a very small portion due to the contents of the recipe. We are still dropping some weight which is good. The drastic weight drop has slowed which makes me feel even better.
Now to the not so good part. There was an incident near noon when he was in his room and I had stepped outside for a minute. He pounded the front of his TV knocking it almost over and scuffing the wall pretty good. By the time I got to him he was on his bed with that wild look on his face. He asked for his wrist bands after they were on he was calm. No one got hurt.
The next problem was near 530 when his sister went into the closet in their room to get something he had asked her for. I could hear him ramping up on the monitor so mom and I rushed into the room and ended up wrapped up for about 10 minutes before we could get him calm and again he asked for his wrist bands at that point he calmed right down. This one we were not so lucky in no one getting a few scrapes and such. Even with no fingernails to speak of this boy can dig into your skin and make you think they are actually fingernails there. He managed to get both of my hands bleeding enough that if he had seen it he would have been going off again.
As of this writing at 615 he is laying on his bed talking almost as though nothing happened. From happy go lucky to total rage to happy go lucky before you could make a salad. It is crazy.
Now these scratches are not like the ones he use to get me with but the placement sucks.....
those are the times that get me most. its like a tornado. here for a moment then gone and he acts like nothing ever happened. asn we have to find a way to move on along with him, even though we are bruised battered and bleeding.
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