Don't get me wrong, I have had some great experiences collaborating with the police department here. I feel this occasion was no different, the officer I worked with was friendly (to me) and professional and was doing what her protocols called for. What I have a problem with is where those protocols clash with the best interest of the child involved. Where do we find the balance between covering our ass to avoid another Victoria Climbe and continuing to see the strengths in families and remembering that incidents happen? One incident doesn't mean that the children are necessarily at long-term significant risk.
I'm not sure if it was the stress of all this or just the fact that I have finally gotten settled enough to let the emotions come to the surface, but by Thursday last week I lost it. After getting off the bus in the wrong place and walking for about 45 minutes Thursday morning in attempt to find a school to meet with a teacher of one of my other clients-leaving me in a completely unfamiliar area about a mile (at least) from where I should be, I eventually gave up and found my way to the office. Once I sat down, I lost it...All the stress of the last four months of moving, setting up house, orienting to a new job/home/people/country hit the surface. Fortunately, I have some supportive people on my team who realized a good cup of tea and delivery of greasy comfort food were in order! And then Jackie took me shopping Friday!
The week continued to end on a good note, though. I spent a late night at the Robin Hood Friday night, bought a car (more details to come) and got a fresh new haircut!