So.
When you're sitting with one of the admissions clinicians (yes, we're called that. Pretentious, isn't it?) and going through the process of getting your kid admitted to the psych ward, said clinician is going to observe behaviors.
Yours and the kid's.
That's the clinician's job.
And when you agonize about the kid not being able to sit still and point to the kid as evidence that the kid can't sit still, the clinician is going to observe your suffering as well as the kid. Who, it turns out, seems unable to sit still. In fact, the kid is running circles in the room and making the clinician dizzy and you frustrated beyond the pale.
The clinician will empathize.
Until the clinician finds out that you allowed the kid, age eight by the way, to have three cups of coffee (with sugar) in the waiting room.
At that point, the clinian will simply want to bop you on the head. ->
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