Girl from nextdoors rings the doorbell with a bleeding finger (or well, the doorbell looks clean so I think she used a good finger). Said she hit a door too hard in frustration and anger. Dayum, her knuckle was open to the bone. While I did have some bandage and medical tape in the house, I forgot to restrock desinfecant, so I could only bandage it as well as I could, and set her up for an appointment with the weekend shift doctor. I think my bandage should hold for the 3 hours she needs to wait for the appointment (it's not life-threatening so I guess 3h isn't that bad for evening / weekend shift).
I did advise her that if she ever felt like smashing her knuckles to the bone again, to please do that before 18h, and not during weekends (she has to go to the other side of town now to get to the only hospital that services evenings and weekends, instead of a 5 minute walk to the local doctor's office).
I have told her three times that she really does need to go to that doctor to have it cleaned, or it will get infected. I'm about 75% sure it'll need stitches as well, or I wouldn't have sent her to a doctor, I'd have sent her to a pharmacy for desinfectant. I do hope she shows for that appointment with the doctor, she did seem hesitant.
House nextdoor to mine is used by one of our local healthcare organizations that does homeless reintegration, youth care, special care, addiction care, reintegration after prison, loverboy victim shelters, you name it. I am still not completely sure which type the one nextdoor to me is. My best guess is it's specifically tailored to kids with ADHD and PTSD (from what the residents have told me), and I know it's a last, or almost last step program before kids (youngest I've seen was 17, most residents that passed through were 18+) move forwards to completely independant living. There's 2-3 kids living there at any one time. They have their own room, and share living area, kitchen and bathroom. There's no resident supervision.
Sadly I've seen a few of their residents getting drawn into the loverboy/criminal boyfriend circuit from it. A couple of years ago I've been plagued by night terror for two years, by one of their, let's say, less socially adept residents and her criminal boyfriend, that even had an official restraining order for the entire neighborhood, yet completely ignored it. With night terror I mean, waking up at 2-4am because of the noise of breaking glass, doors and furniture nextdoors, or waking up and calling the police because the screaming really sounds like either she is going to kill him, or he is going to kill her for real, or calling the police because she went away on holidays and gave the keys to the house to 'friends' who turned it into a nightly drug den.
Compared to that, the current residents are saints. Haven't had any disturbance or complaint for over a year now, except some occasional loud music, and worse, karaoke by people who cannot sing, but those I can classify into the 'ahwell kids will be kids' category and happily ignore. Bleeding girl does have a criminal boyfriend problem since a few months though (and from what I understand that was the reason she was angry and punching doors), I hope that doesn't escalate.
What makes me go WTF though, is how the healthcare organisation responsible for them spends waaaay too little time actually being present at the location and helping the kids stay out of trouble, and out of bad relationships. I don't believe they come check on their residents more than once a month, and then I'm being optimistic. Even back with the 2 years of trouble, I had quite a few talks with the 'healthcare professionals' personally involved with the location, reporting my observations, transferring my worries, and asking them to attend more often, basically, to do their job.
Never helped. Sometimes they replaced locks, which maybe helped for 2 weeks, until miss trouble gave the keys to mr criminal boyfriend again. It took the 'professionals' over two years to realize that she was basically just playing them, and consistantly lying, despite me literally telling them that. They finally decided to kick her out after they found out for the umpteenth time that she was telling them it was over with her criminal boyfriend, while in reality they were living together 24/7, in the house where he had a police restraining order.
That's when you get when healthcare gets turned over to the free market. We now have such a phletora of specialized, semi-specialized, and generic healthcare organizations, that it has become virtually impossible to control quality. It's too fragmented and decentralized. I'm sure the kids in the house next to me get put in the books as costing more work hours than they get in reality, but who is going to check that? Keeping that kid in a location with minimal care was much more profitable than putting her in a semi-closed ward, where she should have really been, especially if the kid needs care that your own organization cannot offer.
Back before it was housed there, the social rental company sent a letter to the direct neighbors, informing them that they were going to rent out the place to the healthcare organization, and that it was going to be used to house 'problem youth'.
Back then I thought "hey, those kids have to live someplace, so sure, go ahead, no objections." I'm not really a NIMBY kind of guy when it comes to social welfare.
Had I known how minimal / absent professional attendance would be though, I would have objected.