Krissy

Hey
So I don't know if you read Krissy's blog, or even if you read this one but I'll pretend like you atleast read this one so I feel like I'm not wasting time writing to no one. Anyway, please read Krissy's blog sometime, my mom write way more on there than I do on here. Krissy is being awful, the worst she has ever been, like ever. Which says a lot, I mean like way too much. I'm not really wanting to type out everything going on, but I'll mention a little bit so you can have a peak into our world right now. Basically she's bad enough that the possibilities that we've had to factor in include putting her on some sort of drug(s)(Not meaning like drugs lol, but like put-her-in-a-coma-for-a-few-days-hopefully kind of drug or an antipsychotic. Another option that we've had to consider is putting her in an institution. Like psych ward. Both of these options are pretty lame options for her. When she was on antipsychotics when she was younger they made her feel sad and cry alot and she gained alot of weight, so we have been trying to avoid those for the last few years, though we may stop avoiding it soon. And putting her in a psych ward could potentially mess her up alot more, some bad stuff can happen there I've heard, and my parents are definitely against the idea, though we need to keep her safe and my family, mostly Benjamin, safe. Yesterday at about 5:30 Jamie woke up to the sound of Krissy screaming and ripping off her walls(yes, I just said that)the walls are made of "indestructible" material and is supposed to "become one with the walls" so it will be "absolutely impossible" for her to take off. Ha ha, no. So much for a $12,000 room that the state paid for, lame for them. Anywho. That was at 5:30 am. I woke up at 10:30(which is early for me) to the sound of her *still screaming. Jamie was a trooper and was with her the whole time, as were my parents. Krissy was really um, loud. One of the most effective wake up calls I've gotten, even more so than when someone flips my mattress upside down, however, not super pleasant to say the least. I stayed in bed listening to her scream for about 20 minutes then heard her stop, I sat up, but I by then I realized that she stopped screaming so she could focus on destroying something. Which I contemplated maybe going back to bed to wake up to a better day but when I hear my mum yelling for my dad I decided that I probably should go and help like a normal sister(wait, normal? Nevermind that. Maybe just a good one). I go run downstairs and see my mum sitting, indeed sitting, on Krissy. Which actually is rather effective if you wish not to go into hand to hand combat with her (which by the way is rather painful). The day never really went too much better than that, though, Thank goodness, Anne Dunlop let me come to rehearsals though I wasn't called and Jamie and I spent the night at the Wright's. Such a wonderful thing. We stayed with them all day today and went to church with them and my parents brought us home. David said that Krissy was alot worse today than yesterday, which I doubted was possible, but hey, with Krissy all things are possible (I know, not the best way to put it. With God all things are possible, but with Krissy a whole lot more is possible than with most of us. While we were sitting in church singing it hit me that I have to go back home and I actually started crying a little. Home isn't fun when you're worried about psych wards, and attempting to keep your family safe from your little sister. I'm not trying to complain, I don't normally, honest. This is just abnormal.
If you would pray for Krissy and the rest of my family members that would be wonderful. oh, and hugs are great too. =)