As soon as I finished writing the previous post, the phone rang. It was the social worker from Toots' house, with information on what happened last evening.
The rule is that girls may have cell phones, but they can only use them when they are out of the house. When home, they may ask to use the house phone to make calls. Toots has been aware of this rule since before she moved in. Last night, she insisted that she wanted her cell phone, marched into the office, sat for 15 minutes (she weighs over 300 pounds, and she can't be shifted if she doesn't want to), grabbed the phone, lay on the floor, and kept saying that, since other girls didn't follow the rules, why should she? A senior staff member was able to talk to her and get her to give it back.
Now, Toots' behavior at the house has been pretty good overall. Lew and I last night, and the social worker this morning, are in agreement that this episode might be due to anxiety over returning to school. I hope it doesn't become a pattern.
By the way, Toots did get up, dress, and got on the bus this morning. And neither the social worker nor I has received a call yet.
When I have more energy I will write about the events of last spring, and why she wound up back in the hospital for nearly six months.