Late yesterday, Alex's
pediatrician's office was contacted about the TB issue I discussed at length
during admittance. The pediatrician's office relayed the same information I did
at intake and then gave conditions and other options to the treatment center.
Their nurses' office called me and talked about it all but they still seemed
lost. At least they agreed that the pediatrician can administer the blood draw
option if necessary and it will not happen until I am there. They have also
sent this apparently difficult question to their medical director.
Idiots. Alex would not have
been granted citizenship if we hadn't done the TB piece exactly correct
according to international law. Years ago!!! The then treating private
physicians punted the issue originally to a governmental entity so as to make
sure everything was done exactly correct.
90%
of children in orphanages
have been exposed to TB and test positive. If the test is disclosed during the
adoption, a child is subject to medical intervention. It is kind of a standard
issue for an international adoption.
The sacrifices a grieving
parent must make.
Then there was first a call
from Alex tonight. He was playful, dithered a bit and then he told me another
kid had exposed himself to Alex. Alex is scared. He will not sleep. He has
found hell again. He cannot even ask me to come and save him again. Personally
I am brought back to that which I saw and heard in the first visit to hell. May
God protect my son. He is telling me and I am telling the people there who
currently attempt to keep him safe. I am now having the waking nightmares that
he has. May God help us.
Then there was another call
from the unit. I told them about some of the night issues - enough to get Alex
through the night. In about three sentences. I gave them the roadmap to try and
keep my son safe tonight. It is a hard thing to not be able just go and make
sure he is safe. A sexual predator has already targeted my son and I cannot
stop it. I must rely upon others. Alex already knows the people there cannot
keep him safe. They did not even know the sexual predator had already started
his game towards Alex.
Then they told me he did not
sleep until almost 4 am this morning and was in restraint holds several times
during the night. I told them to get ready for another night of that. I also
told them their site psychiatrist had refused to listen to us (in the
collective - including many doctors) and did not know this would happen. It is
happening. I suspect that the people at Trillium will not do any better than
the people at the orphanage I found him.
It is not a Russian problem.
It is not an American problem. It is a problem about who will actually make
sure to protect the kids. It is a problem about how we care for kids after they
have been harmed. I have said time and time again, Alex got the best treatment
possible given the orphanage circumstances. The Americans are now not listening
and allowing further harm to happen.
Alex is a survivor. He knows
to tell. He tells me about it all, hoping. I hope too.
I also got an email from the
school system today. Apparently legal counsel for the special ed department did
not realize I had reported, and documented, the bullying, taunting, and
physical assaults that lead to Alex breaking last May.
I
remain inconsolable. Alex is already experiencing harm and I cannot go and keep
him safe. I have spent years telling him it wouldn't happen again but it is. I
was wrong. No wonder I keep crying.
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