Part 13

Part 13

When I woke up again I was connected to even more cords and wires, but the room was different. This time they found out how and why this happened to me. When my mom gave me my pacifier after she had it in her mouth, traces of PCP was still in her mouth, and she passed it off to me without knowing; they assume. Since they were able to finally find the cause, child services came in with the guy that was at the agency during my visit. He explained to the Doctor and the child service worker that worked at the hospital what happened the day of my visit. 

"That explains a lot, now it makes sense as to how it got into her system again. We need to get a court order that states she can't see her daughter unless she's been clean for thirty days and have to be willing to take a drug text at the beginning of every visit." The Doctor mentioned.

"If that's the case, she needs more than an hour visit time, in order to get to know her own child." Heather said to the group and Mike agreed.

I started to cry to see if they'll get the hint but this time they didn't. I don't want to visit longer with my mom, I'd rather not have the visits at all, but since I can't speak for myself I have to show my dismay some other way. I'm going to hate doing this to Heather and Mike but I need them to fight for me, and right now they don't know that I disagree with their decision.

I turned three months in the hospital but guess what, I'm being released today. The Doctors said I'll still have withdrawal symptoms but I should be clear of all seizures unless given PCP, which is the reason I had the seizures in the first place. The Doctors also stated that I'm on course for my age; I can hold my head up without it wobbling, I can rollover but only on one side; I'll get the other side one day. I've even started what they call cooing, I call it talking but whatever.

Finally home in my crib when I heard the phone ring. There was complete silence, I guess whomever answered the phone picked it up downstairs because I couldn't hear the conversation. When Heather came upstairs to tell Mike what was going on, I heard everything. My visits with my mom is now three times a week for three hours each day, supervised by the agency, they'll drug test her at random, and when she goes to court.