We admitted Tom to a developmental disabilities unit at a psychiatric hospital nearby in January 31 – as you know things had been very hard for a long time. They were getting really difficult at school as well. Meds weren’t helping and they kept prescribing one on top of another without taking the prior one away, because they’re psych meds and you have to taper and there’s no time for that when he’s in crisis. He’s been ready to be discharged for about 2 1/2 months, in my opinion. The hospital team suggests residential placement – since nearly the time he was admitted. He’s doing so well now and the hospital team are seeing that he’s now having aggression because he’s sort of pushing back against the very restrictive environment. But there was no in home support to be found (no applicants) and wait lists a mile long with no guesstimate as to when a spot would be available….so he’s just been living in the hospital. He asks to come home almost every day and for sure when we visit. He even asks for his school teachers and speech and OT and school social worker. I miss him so much.