Life has been a little bit crazy here. Well, at the least I would say that life has "kept me on my toes." Due to some "behavioral" issues with little Jesus, I've removed the door of our bedroom and taken the doorknob off of the bathroom door. The "party manners" are over and the testing time has come. It's time to show unconditional love and break the thoughts of certain behavior guaranteeing rejection.
Although it's not everyday or all day, Jesus is on his second type of medication to help him fight against every impulse that pops into his mind. I haven't been too impressed with the new medicine. We switched to a time released medication, that in theory sounded better, but in my opinion it still is not a fit.
Yesterday, Jesus ran out of his meds, that were helping a little bit. He was having a very difficult day that progressed to me taking him to the Mexican directors for a time out. Very scary for Jesus. He knew this was very serious.
Unfortunately, my Spanish is still a work in progress and through a lot of misunderstanding and misinterpretation I began to understand that it appeared to the Mexican Directors that I was in over my head and was "throwing in the towel", when what I was trying to communicate was "can Jesus stay with you for a little while so I can finish up something I started with some other kids." After meeting with the directors, for what seemed like an eternity, a very bad potential outcome turned around and a small bridge was built in communication and appreciation.
What I'm trying to say is that yesterday, because of a miscommunication and a misunderstanding, Jesus was almost removed from my care and was possibly facing moving to another orphanage. Thank God for his grace in the situation.
Today, Jesus is happy and behaving. I can see him struggling to fight his impulsive behavior, but overall he's doing great.
Although it's not everyday or all day, Jesus is on his second type of medication to help him fight against every impulse that pops into his mind. I haven't been too impressed with the new medicine. We switched to a time released medication, that in theory sounded better, but in my opinion it still is not a fit.
Yesterday, Jesus ran out of his meds, that were helping a little bit. He was having a very difficult day that progressed to me taking him to the Mexican directors for a time out. Very scary for Jesus. He knew this was very serious.
Unfortunately, my Spanish is still a work in progress and through a lot of misunderstanding and misinterpretation I began to understand that it appeared to the Mexican Directors that I was in over my head and was "throwing in the towel", when what I was trying to communicate was "can Jesus stay with you for a little while so I can finish up something I started with some other kids." After meeting with the directors, for what seemed like an eternity, a very bad potential outcome turned around and a small bridge was built in communication and appreciation.
What I'm trying to say is that yesterday, because of a miscommunication and a misunderstanding, Jesus was almost removed from my care and was possibly facing moving to another orphanage. Thank God for his grace in the situation.
Today, Jesus is happy and behaving. I can see him struggling to fight his impulsive behavior, but overall he's doing great.
