I think it is fair to say that I am not that popular in all quarters at the moment.
Having made the decision to
give notice to the student house, events came to a head on Monday morning and I
brought things forward a bit...to Monday morning!
Essentially I decided not to
take Jake back after the weekend, or ever. They say some decisions make
themselves, and this certainly feels like one of those times.
Jake's confidence and morale have taken such a hit since Christmas and,
together with the overall regression of hard worn improvements since he moved
to the student house, I realised that it was crazy to send him back to
somewhere that he didn't want to be, that wasn't helping him and that was
causing us both so much distress.
Not a universally welcomed decision, but what else could I do?
Of course, this presents all
sorts of complications and I get the impression it’s a decision that is not
usually made at such short notice, but there you go (there was a bit of a hairy
moment where the possibility of Jake being made to go back was mooted, but
fortunately this threat seems to have abated).
We're both 'on holiday' this
week (big thank you to my colleagues for their support) and from next week we
will need to quickly put in place a care and therapy team, together with a
joined up plan so that Jake can get back to rehabilitating and I can get back
to working and not being in the way!
Korving Towers is not really
big enough for this change, but plans are afoot for a move to a larger property
and it will be worth being a bit cramped in the short term to know that Jake is
getting the level of support that he needs and deserves. I know I will
definitely feel and sleep better having him home.
I joke about being on the
naughty step, but it is important to stress that this decision has been made
completely out of love for my Jake and the genuine desire to do the right thing
for us both for the future. On the surface it may seem like a selfish decision,
so I do hope everyone understands.