trigger warning. At 5 years old my neices little girl had her tonsils out. That night a stitch popped and she had a bad bleed. they could not wait to get her to an operating room. they fixed it right there and then...no meds, kicked mom and dad out of the room etc. can you say trauma? for months after she got home she would wake up in the middle of the night screaming. i suggested a number of times they get her help but was treated like i was over reacting. she is fine. she does not need to see anyone. this will pass. she will not remember it.
fast forward. she is now 10. 4 weeks ago she choked on a cracker. now she cannot eat or drink because her throat hurts. she screams if food comes near her. i have been trying to get people to understand the link but again...i am over reacting. There must be a physical reason. She was admitted to the hospital due to dehydration and after a bunch of tests they are now telling the parents it is fear and anxiety. i told the parents it is ptsd. again i am over reacting she is just scared she will choke again and being stuborn. the parents have not told the hospital about the trauma when she was young because they see no relationship to it. Honestly i could scream! It is ptsd! Get the kids some help!
Tomorrow i am going to sit with her for a bit while her mom goes home to rest. i want so badly to tell the staff about the trauma but it is not my place to do so. i fear doing so will cause problems. so i guess i have sit back and watch them figure it out for themselves. They are in complete denial! mean time precious moments are being wasted. The longer this goes on the harder it will be to treat.
Frustrated beyond belief. The only one who is listening to me is my mother. she agrees 100% with me it is trauma and the kid needs help. They are not listening to her either. Denial...denial....denial!
Biting my tonque and hoping they start understanding the seriousness of the situation soon.
Not sure how much we're allowed to get into. But I just posted a journal entitled screaming which really says it all. All of a sudden my life feels like it's back in crisis mode. And all because of a memory. I hate the way my brain work sometimes. And it's not very much fun having a mother that allowed my father to do what he did to me for all those years. I want so much to get past...
I got up anxious this morning because at the end of the week I have to return from Mexico, where I plan to retire, to my workplace in the USA, where I have 2 years more to go before retiring.It's not just about going back to work, it's about going back to work at a school that's having such trouble with dwindling enrollment that it's making ends meet by asking older teachers to retire. Then it...