Mom reports:
Tommy is happy as long as we don’t ask him to do anything, there are clean clothes in every drawer and he gets food brought to him several times a day. Unfortunately, he won’t get up before noon, get dressed ever or bathe if he is not forced to do so. He will also not do anything even remotely resembling schoolwork. So, he is either allowed to roam in stinky jammies all day or we get a combination of crying (”Be reasonable.”) and screaming (”I don’t WANT to!”) several times a day.
My mother mused that Tommy needs us to live in a house with Mother-in-law quarters where he can do his own thing but have a personal tutor sit beside him and do one-on-one lessons that include no writing assignments several times a day. My father has flatly declared that it is time for Tommy to be put in a group home. He is certain that somewhere out there is a group home which would allow Tommy to have his own room and computer. There he would be fed whenever hungry and allowed to sleep, read and play games the rest of the time. Sort of a medicated Disneyworld. I don’t see either option feasible unless we win some sort of lottery.
I think he should be sent to live with his father until he agrees to stop screaming in the house. He hates his father’s girlfriend and she doesn’t like him either, so I would hope that by summer he’d come home willing to speak in a normal volume. The psychologist wants Tommy hospitalized to play with his meds and he wants us to get in a legal battle with the school system. He doesn’t know what we’d be asking the school for and neither do we so I am not fond of that idea. I am very tired of the stress of arguing with Tommy. Maybe we should just let him quit school and tutor him to pass his GED during his awake hours. After that we can search for some type of work that he doesn’t hate.