So my son K, all of 21 years old with undifferentiated schizophrenia, moved out of his dad's condo in the valley and into his own place at a board and care facility in Santa Monica today.
I'm using the phrase "his own place" very loosely. He's sharing a room with a friend he met at Daniel's Place several weeks ago. He has a dresser of his own but no closet space. They both share a bathroom with another couple of guys so I can't imagine how this place is going to stay neat and clean but I don't care at this point. I am just celebrating the fact that he's out of his dad's, closer to the services he needs and has opportunities to make friends.
They get fed three meals a day, they have laundry facilities they share with the other residents and their meds are monitored. K just called. He just finished his first meal there : dinner, and he says the food was pretty good, not gross. After dinner one of the nurses gave him his medications and now he's sitting in his room trying to figure out whether or not they have wi-fi and internet access. He's already found he'll have to buy a three-prong electrical adapter so he can charge his computer and he's not sure where all the other residents, namely his roommate A, have disappeared to after dinner.
Hope...
I truly hope we are at the beginning of a bright new chapter of life for my son.
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