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"Thank you, Dr. Ri. I feel so much better now."
The tall, thin man with powder blue hair, gentle mahogany eyes and a warm smile leaned back in his chair as he nodded in satisfaction. "I'm pleased to hear that, Miss Tyler, no da. And we still have our normal time on Monday, yes?"
The young teen nodded her head lightly as she stood and collected her things. "These sessions are very helpful to me."
"That's good, no da. You still have my number in case of an emergency?"
The teen nodded once more in reply. "I'll see you Monday."
Dr. Houjun Ri stayed in the room filling out forms for a moment after the young girl left, speaking out loud to himself. "Nightmares have ceased ... as well as the abuse... Seems to be focused more and doing well in school as of this point. Expect changes somewhere down the line ... hopefully not soon, na no da." And with that, he sighed and gathered up the papers and the folder, grabbing his coat as he headed out.
"Oh, Dr. Ri! Are you all finished for today?" asked a blonde haired receptionist, swiveling in her chair as he was passing the doorway of the station.
"Indeed, Nurse Hongo. I was just on my way out, no da. Why?"
The pretty girl wrinkled her nose a little and handed a form to him. "Seems like you have another patient to be added to your list. He's instructed to be seen as soon as possible."
Dr. Ri took the paper and looked it over curiously. "'Displays a violent temper... Excessive profanity language... Excessive anger...?'"
Nurse Hongo nodded. "Looks like you've got your work cut out for you on this one."
Dr. Ri let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his bangs that hung down in his eyes in neat wisps. "How old, no da?"
"Seventeen. Male. 'Teenaged' and 'angry' is generally not a good combination."
"Any information on whether he attempted suicide or thought about it, no da?"
"No, none. I think this is mostly an anger management thing, but since you are an expert on psychology with persons in this particular age group, you were recommended."
"I see... I'm so glad that people ask me before volunteering me on their own free will."
Nurse Hongo laughed, her blue eyes sparkling in amusement. "Just be flattered that you're thought about, I guess."
Dr. Ri grinned. "Is he or someone else on the phone right now, no da?"
"His mother I think."
"I'll take the call."
Nurse Hongo stood and handed him the receiver and eased the chair over to him. "She's on line one." And with that, she gathered some papers of her own and made her way out down the hall to file them.
Dr. Ri took a deep breath before pushing the button and connecting to the woman. "This is Dr. Houjun Ri, how may I help you, no da?"
The woman sounded a bit hesitant as she replied, "Yes ... are you the doctor that will be seeing my son?"
"I am, no da." He noted the hesitation. "Are you in a place where you can talk?"
"Oh, yes, I am! I've just never had to do this sort of thing before..."
Dr. Ri smiled in understanding even though she couldn't see it. "I understand, no da. Please, tell me a little of what's troubling you and your son and your name."
"My name is Regina Wieland, and actually, he's not my biological son. My husband and I adopted him just a few months ago but, ever since then, he's gotten a bit out of control."
"I see ... and how so?"
"He's just so angry all the time. When we try to talk to him about it, he only snaps at us with ... very colorful language, if you know what I mean?"
"I do, no da. What is your son's name? Do you know any of his past history, na no da?"
"His name is Genrou, and I don't know too much. He treated the people at the shelter the same way. I do know that he was there since he was around ten, and has spent most of his time there after being taken back by several other families who couldn't handle him." The woman paused and when she continued, her voice wavered, indicating the sign of tears. "My husband and I don't want to give him up. Despite how he acts sometimes and how he treats us, we've learned to over see that and love him for who he is. He's not angry all the time but, it hurts us so much when there's nothing that we can do for him."
Dr. Ri's voice was soft and compassionate. "I understand completely, no da. From all that you have told me, I gather his anger is caused from previous complications with all his foster families, but mostly generated from the complications with his biological one. It's not uncommon... Some teens tend to take a long time to adjust to a new environment, and if he's been to as many homes as you say, no doubt he's a little confused, no da. And no doubt he may also be afraid that you will do the same as the other families, and its possible that he may just be trying all that he can for you to take him back, since he believes that you will at some point anyhow, no da."
"But we tell him all the time that we won't! We really don't want to do that ... but if things start getting worse ... it may be our only alternative. Which is why we called you for help. We want everything to work out in the end."
"And I will do everything I can to help, no da. How old is Genrou now?"
"Seventeen."
"That's right..." There was a pause as Dr. Ri jotted down some quick notes. "All right... Let's see what I have open, no da." He flipped through the black schedule book in front of him and looked it over carefully. "I have an opening this coming Monday at three. Will that work? I want to get you in as soon as possible, na no da. I recommend getting here an hour or so early if this is your first time so you can fill out paper work and ask any questions you may have."
"That's perfect. Will we be able to be present during the session?"
"I prefer to do the starting one alone with the patient, so I can get to know him or her without any distractions. Then after seeing how the progress goes from there, I will consider what is best to make sure that more is made, no da."
"Of course. We'll be there then. Thank you so much, Dr. Ri."
"You're welcome, Mrs. Wieland. See you Monday, no da."
A moment after he hung up the phone, Nurse Hongo came back into the station. "So, how'd it go?" she asked curiously.
"I talked to the mother, no da. It seems that our new patient has quite a few issues..."
Nurse Hongo laughed softly. "You just described all your other patients."
Dr. Ri grinned and pivoted in the chair to look up to her. "Indeed, no da." He leaned back a little and put his hands behind his head. "Let's just say that I have a feeling that this particular patient is going to be my most challenging case of my career so far..."
"Thank you, Dr. Ri. I feel so much better now."
The tall, thin man with powder blue hair, gentle mahogany eyes and a warm smile leaned back in his chair as he nodded in satisfaction. "I'm pleased to hear that, Miss Tyler, no da. And we still have our normal time on Monday, yes?"
The young teen nodded her head lightly as she stood and collected her things. "These sessions are very helpful to me."
"That's good, no da. You still have my number in case of an emergency?"
The teen nodded once more in reply. "I'll see you Monday."
Dr. Houjun Ri stayed in the room filling out forms for a moment after the young girl left, speaking out loud to himself. "Nightmares have ceased ... as well as the abuse... Seems to be focused more and doing well in school as of this point. Expect changes somewhere down the line ... hopefully not soon, na no da." And with that, he sighed and gathered up the papers and the folder, grabbing his coat as he headed out.
"Oh, Dr. Ri! Are you all finished for today?" asked a blonde haired receptionist, swiveling in her chair as he was passing the doorway of the station.
"Indeed, Nurse Hongo. I was just on my way out, no da. Why?"
The pretty girl wrinkled her nose a little and handed a form to him. "Seems like you have another patient to be added to your list. He's instructed to be seen as soon as possible."
Dr. Ri took the paper and looked it over curiously. "'Displays a violent temper... Excessive profanity language... Excessive anger...?'"
Nurse Hongo nodded. "Looks like you've got your work cut out for you on this one."
Dr. Ri let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his bangs that hung down in his eyes in neat wisps. "How old, no da?"
"Seventeen. Male. 'Teenaged' and 'angry' is generally not a good combination."
"Any information on whether he attempted suicide or thought about it, no da?"
"No, none. I think this is mostly an anger management thing, but since you are an expert on psychology with persons in this particular age group, you were recommended."
"I see... I'm so glad that people ask me before volunteering me on their own free will."
Nurse Hongo laughed, her blue eyes sparkling in amusement. "Just be flattered that you're thought about, I guess."
Dr. Ri grinned. "Is he or someone else on the phone right now, no da?"
"His mother I think."
"I'll take the call."
Nurse Hongo stood and handed him the receiver and eased the chair over to him. "She's on line one." And with that, she gathered some papers of her own and made her way out down the hall to file them.
Dr. Ri took a deep breath before pushing the button and connecting to the woman. "This is Dr. Houjun Ri, how may I help you, no da?"
The woman sounded a bit hesitant as she replied, "Yes ... are you the doctor that will be seeing my son?"
"I am, no da." He noted the hesitation. "Are you in a place where you can talk?"
"Oh, yes, I am! I've just never had to do this sort of thing before..."
Dr. Ri smiled in understanding even though she couldn't see it. "I understand, no da. Please, tell me a little of what's troubling you and your son and your name."
"My name is Regina Wieland, and actually, he's not my biological son. My husband and I adopted him just a few months ago but, ever since then, he's gotten a bit out of control."
"I see ... and how so?"
"He's just so angry all the time. When we try to talk to him about it, he only snaps at us with ... very colorful language, if you know what I mean?"
"I do, no da. What is your son's name? Do you know any of his past history, na no da?"
"His name is Genrou, and I don't know too much. He treated the people at the shelter the same way. I do know that he was there since he was around ten, and has spent most of his time there after being taken back by several other families who couldn't handle him." The woman paused and when she continued, her voice wavered, indicating the sign of tears. "My husband and I don't want to give him up. Despite how he acts sometimes and how he treats us, we've learned to over see that and love him for who he is. He's not angry all the time but, it hurts us so much when there's nothing that we can do for him."
Dr. Ri's voice was soft and compassionate. "I understand completely, no da. From all that you have told me, I gather his anger is caused from previous complications with all his foster families, but mostly generated from the complications with his biological one. It's not uncommon... Some teens tend to take a long time to adjust to a new environment, and if he's been to as many homes as you say, no doubt he's a little confused, no da. And no doubt he may also be afraid that you will do the same as the other families, and its possible that he may just be trying all that he can for you to take him back, since he believes that you will at some point anyhow, no da."
"But we tell him all the time that we won't! We really don't want to do that ... but if things start getting worse ... it may be our only alternative. Which is why we called you for help. We want everything to work out in the end."
"And I will do everything I can to help, no da. How old is Genrou now?"
"Seventeen."
"That's right..." There was a pause as Dr. Ri jotted down some quick notes. "All right... Let's see what I have open, no da." He flipped through the black schedule book in front of him and looked it over carefully. "I have an opening this coming Monday at three. Will that work? I want to get you in as soon as possible, na no da. I recommend getting here an hour or so early if this is your first time so you can fill out paper work and ask any questions you may have."
"That's perfect. Will we be able to be present during the session?"
"I prefer to do the starting one alone with the patient, so I can get to know him or her without any distractions. Then after seeing how the progress goes from there, I will consider what is best to make sure that more is made, no da."
"Of course. We'll be there then. Thank you so much, Dr. Ri."
"You're welcome, Mrs. Wieland. See you Monday, no da."
A moment after he hung up the phone, Nurse Hongo came back into the station. "So, how'd it go?" she asked curiously.
"I talked to the mother, no da. It seems that our new patient has quite a few issues..."
Nurse Hongo laughed softly. "You just described all your other patients."
Dr. Ri grinned and pivoted in the chair to look up to her. "Indeed, no da." He leaned back a little and put his hands behind his head. "Let's just say that I have a feeling that this particular patient is going to be my most challenging case of my career so far..."