Ricky's day care called and said he'd been hurting himself and other people and they put him on the phone with me. He said he just wanted to come home and he wanted his mom. I couldn't leave, so I had my mom go pick him up. I guess he told her similar things.
I just called the day care and asked the guy (Josh) who had called, exactly what had happened. He said Ricky started out hitting people with his sweater -- swinging it around. Josh told him to stop so he got mad and threw his glasses on the ground, and then stomped on them. Josh took the glasses away so Ricky wouldn't break them, and Ricky got mad and went around stomping on everything, grabbig scissors and trying to stomp on them too. In Ricky's version, the other kids were laughing at him because he was crying, but Josh said that didn't happen.
I called Dr. Cendana (the psychiatrist) after I sent my mom to get him, and he suggested upping the Risperdal dose to .5 in the morning (he was only getting .25). We are going to be seeing him on a weekly basis, so hopefully things will start to work out. I hope. I don't know what's going on in his head. Meanwhile Dr. Cendana said if something emergent happens, like he's hurting himself or others, we need to call Eastfield Ming Quong or take Ricky to the emergency room at Stanford, and no other emergency room. For now, though, things seem to be under control.
Ay yi yi!
