Monday arrived...and I patiently awaited to go to the “family meeting” Nick and I were to have with his counselor. Well...of course....I give myself ample time to get up there and arrive 45 minutes early. I kill the time by watching some geese in the field behind the hospital. There had to be 75 - 100 geese and they were loud and walking in pairs. I couldn't tell the difference between the male and females. They could have all been paired in same gender “marriages” and I was thinking that would be ok if they were in Mass..
Well, I meet Nick's counselor and she is pretty good at what she does. She outlined what Nick needs. Regular counseling. We have attempted that in the past...but Nick has been really oppositional and uncooperative. I am willing to give it another try. Nick seemed in a much better frame of mind he will probably be coming home in a day or two. I was reminded that it was a short term crisis unit..and he currently was not threatening to kill himself. Nick also acknowledged a few other things. We will see what happens. Apparently he and I need some quality time together alone. Something that has been missing for awhile. I blame the construction of the house and never being able to go back intimately with Nick. Symptoms are age related and coupled with ADHD it appears they get exacerbated.
In the end, Nick needs some TLC. But...he and I both agree we need to make some compromises so we can talk. I am not sure how that will translate. A ball game once a week? Lunch? I am not sure...but he will have to meet me half way, that will be one of the keys.