Well, we went to visit him today (here’s my original post), and brought the whole circus. He was happy to see his brothers, since it’s been... 3 days, I think. I’ve kind of lost track, the last few days have just been a blur. Husband, Other-Husband, and I went to see him the first night. My dad and stepmom went to see him yesterday evening, and they brought him a deck of cards, so the boys all played Go Fish and War together.

He’s in pretty good spirits, overall. He had a single room, initially, but one of the other kids was freaking out her roommates, so they moved everyone around. That kid has what was his room now, and he’s sharing with 2 other boys. He seems ok with it, which is good.

He’s been doing both group counseling and individual, they bumped up his Zoloft, and it looks like he’ll be coming home Monday or Tuesday. It will be nice to have him back home, but I’m a little worried, too. Getting him back into the school and home routine will be hard, and I hope it doesn’t flip him out again. Oh, well, I’m trying not to borrow trouble, maybe he’ll do better after this break.