Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Woes

It was a crazy trip from Carson City, Nevada to Charleston, West Virginia but we are here.  Tuesday, July 10, 2012 we headed out from Reno, Nevada on Amtrak's California Zephyr which would take us to Chicago where we transfer to the Cardinal heading to Charleston, WV.   The five of us boarded the train loaded down with luggage and bags of food to get us through the two day and three night train ride.  We had settled into our seats and finished a dinner of turkey sandwiches when the text came from my eleven year old granddaughter, the younger sister of the two granddaughters traveling with me.  She said her mother had dropped her off at a McDonald's in Sacramento.  She was told to call the police and wait right there.  I immediately sent texts to my son and my two other daughters this latest event.  My son and youngest daughter got on the phone and began calling Sacramento police and sheriffs.  My oldest daughter, getting ready to board a plane to Arizona from San Francisco, was on the phone with my son and me.  Then my phone rang.  It was my granddaughter who said she was fine and then handed the phone to a sheriff who told me that after my daughter left her daughter at McDonald's she had apparently crashed the car she was driving.  Physically she was bruised and had some cuts but otherwise okay; mentally she was not.  At that time it was not known whether the crash was accidental or intentional. My daughter was taken to the hospital and my granddaughter would be picked up by CPS and kept safe until arrangements were made.  This all happened a week ago now. 
Since then it has been several phone calls back and forth between all of us and CPS and the sheriff.  My daughter was moved to a psychiatric hospital for evaluation and immediate care.  My granddaughter is currently in a children's shelter until temporary custody arrangements can be made.  There was a preliminary court hearing yesterday and there will be another on Friday.  My daughter will be in the psychiatric hospital for at least two more weeks then I have no idea at this time what will happen.  We are hoping that she will get ongoing care, perhaps an inpatient program for a short while and then a half-way house until she is stable on her medications again.  We will have to figure out a living arrangement for her as she no longer has her apartment and no one in the area to stay with.  We are hoping that her youngest daughter will be joining her sister here in West Virginia but need to go through CPS and the legal system.  We have been able to speak to her in the shelter each day and have sent her a few changes of clothes and a stuffed animal so that she will have something of her own while she waits.  

I can't write anymore about this right now.  My mind and my heart are filled with sadness and worry. 

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