Monday, May 17, 2010
the long and the short of it
So French Fry managed to bring cys to a grinding halt. Then 3 days later wanted to go home. It was a freaking mess. No one could give me an answer because her court date was so soon. So the fucking mantra of foster care "wait until court" came into play. So we went to court. The GAL talked to FF for about 15 seconds in the hallway and then they sent her home THAT DAY. Gah! Never had that one happen before, especially since that particular court is about 100 miles away, she was not packed, and had to be back in the town court was in is 3 1/2 hours. Needless to say I pulled the magic time machine out of my ass and made it happen. I was beyond frustrated and felt very very very taken advantage of. Not one person in the court room asked if it was possible. Just physically possible for this to happen that day. Never even crossed their minds.
Now let me be clear, my job is to reunify families when ever possible. I have been the Fry Cook's (FF and Ketchup's Mom. Like it?) biggest fucking cheerleader, because she deserves a cheerleader, for 2 years now. I wanted this family to succeed. I wanted French Fry to GO HOME! I am just sick of that particular cys office treating me like a glorified chauffeur. All the fuck ups are foster parent faults, every bad choice these damaged kids make is the foster parent's fault. This is the same cys office Lily was out of too. Enough said on that! I am done with them for awhile.
Needless to say this caused some weird feelings between the Fry Cook and I. We are polite and friendly but nothing more really. It is a shame really. Part of it is on my end too, I have had to come to grips with the fact that for many reasons if FF and Ketchup come back into care we can not take them again. The effect it had on Buttercup was so detrimental! She back slid so much when they got here and again when they were leaving. She burned out on her anti anxiety med and is now on a new on. Gack! That is a fun fucking bullshit process. This has been over a month long process and of course it is still not right. Very touchy, irritable and bitchy. Very babyish too. All that and a 12 yr old girl too. Oh joy.
We have a set of teenagers too. Will blog more on that later. My butt is falling alseep and so should I.