tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84078956014923802442024-03-08T18:03:54.349-05:00My Bipolar Son-Bipolar From a Mom's PerspectiveMy son was diagnosed with Bipolar II in April 2010...it has been a wild ride!Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-72501013480280606072019-03-07T19:00:00.000-05:002019-03-07T19:00:42.353-05:00Time Rolls By<span style="font-size: large;">The last time I posted was September 2016. Wow!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm happy to say that my Josh is doing very well. He and his girlfriend broke up shortly after that last post, but he found a young woman who is very well suited to him and she moved in with him about a year ago now. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The result of this is that he's visibly happier. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He's had some rough patches, especially in the winter...he gets into that deep depression and I talk, talk, talk to keep him from killing himself. But for the first time last winter, with his new girlfriend, he did not sink as deep and this winter he's been fine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We had a tragedy in our family recently, my older son shot himself in the head on July 27th. I was out of town at the time and it took me 12 hours to get home. They told me immediately that his injuries were non-survivable. He was in the hospital 7 days and in hospice for 9. He was young and strong and in good health so it took his body a while to let go. The entire thing was, of course, horribly and I'm brokenhearted and struggle everyday with this loss.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">All this time I've been so worried that Josh would kill himself, it's too unbelievable that my other son did. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He has struggled with addiction his entire adult life, but went into recovery about 18 months before he died. After his death I realized that he had been struggling for a few months with his sobriety and I think he was really, really unhappy with his girlfriend. They had been together for 13 years and had a true LOVE/HATE relationship. They fought all that week she said and then they fought that night, he left and went to the bar, came home drunk and killed himself. I imagine when he came home they fought more, but she's not admitting to that. Her story is he stopped on the way home to get soda, walked in and put them in the fridge and then shot himself. I call bullshit on that. If he intended to shoot himself all night, he wouldn't have stopped to get sodas, right? Like I said, I bet they continued to fight and then he'd had enough and was drunk. Guns and alcohol are not a good combination.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I honestly don't think he would have done this in a sober state of mind. We'd had many discussions about suicide because of Josh's situation and he had strong feelings about it. It's ironic, I always thought alcohol would kill him, but not like this. Not at his own hand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Josh has handled this pretty well, I was afraid it would cause him to cycle, but he's been a rock for me. He struggles the most with the way his brother looked in the hospital, with his head so swollen and his eyes black and swollen. He is haunted by that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm haunted by all of it. I talked to him on Monday, he called me, just to talk and we made plans to have breakfast, just he and I when I got back from my trip. That Friday night he shot himself. I'm glad we had connected that week and as always, we said "I love you" to each other. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hold your babies close, even when they're 34, that's all I've got to say.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I continue to pray for everyone who struggles with mental illness or has a loved one who struggles.</span><br />
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<br />Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-5124517029218444772016-09-15T10:34:00.001-04:002016-09-15T10:34:42.385-04:00Another Year Gone ByJosh continues to be in a good place. He gets wobbly every now and then, but for the most part I find his coping skills much better than they used to be.<br />
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He went off of his medicine again about six months ago, and while I saw him get wobbly in the spring, he never went too far one way or another.<br />
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I relieve my stress about a back slide by reminding myself that he has, in the past, gotten himself back to the doctor and back on meds when things start to get bad, and so I remind myself that he seems to be self aware and that he'll take care of it.<br />
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He purchased a house this March! A really adorable 2 story, 3 bedroom, 2 1/2 bath home that's about 6 years old. A great starter home. He and his girlfriend now have two dogs and two cats. He doesn't feel like he'll ever want children, and with all those animals I don't think he needs a child right now.<br />
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I pray all the time that we continue to be blessed with his improved mental health and I pray that for you and your loved one too.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-37727039914894560812015-03-11T11:23:00.000-04:002015-03-11T11:23:52.035-04:00Time for a new PostHere we are again, approaching another Spring. Josh typically cycles in the Spring.<br />
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What makes this Spring different for Josh than past Springs is that he is on medication.<br />
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He has remained on his anti-convulsive and therefore, his life is moving along nicely.<br />
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I think he drinks occasionally, but more in a social way then an abusive way.<br />
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He has lived with his girlfriend for two years now, has done very well in his career making more than enough money to live on.<br />
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He actually is a lot of fun to be around and that really sweet guy I've always known, is the face I see all the time.<br />
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It's funny because when he talks about Bipolar he moves between speaking of it as just a part of himself and then other times he states that he's not convinced he has Bipolar.<br />
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What he has told me about being on medication is that he still sometimes feels depressed, but it's not as deep of a depression and it hangs in for a much shorter time period. Conversely, I still occasionally see him a bit 'speedy' and he will say he feels a bit 'speedy' every now and then, but again he's never manic and the speedy feeling is rather fleeting.<br />
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He copes amazingly well now that he's on medication. He has gone through some pretty stressful things during this last six months or so and he actually is calmer about it all than I seem to be.<br />
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I continue to read a great deal about Bipolar and know that there are many people who advocate for no medication, the thinking being that therapy and behavior modification/biofeedback, etc. can manage it. I think that's probably true for some people, but I know that for Josh, medication has made all the difference between a life worth living and suicide.<br />
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When I read the comments here and the emails I receive from other parents of children with Bipolar, I feel your pain. I hear the desperation in your words and remember well that desperation and hopelessness.<br />
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I pray that your children will eventually find their way to the right doctor and the right medication, because for me and my child, it has set our world 'right' again.<br />
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Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-21932376363926006852014-08-12T10:13:00.000-04:002014-08-12T10:13:27.632-04:00Robin Williams RIPWe talk about the day the music died, yesterday will go down in history as the day that comedy died.<br />
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Robin Williams cannot be replaced. He was a comic genius.<br />
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My heart goes out to his family and friends.<br />
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Mr. Williams was a perfect example of the notion, 'the higher the highs, the lower the lows'. His manic performances are legendary, yet he often talked about the crushing lows. In an interview in 2006 he stated that he had never been diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder or Clinical Depression. He stated that his mania was an act, but that the depression was real.<br />
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For those of us who have a loved one who struggles with the depression that accompanies Bipolar Disorder, losing Robin Williams to depression induced suicide is a wake up call to increase our vigilance......<br />
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and to talk about mental illness!<br />
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When will the stigma go away? How many lives have to be lost in this way before we, as a society, lift the veil, step out from behind the curtain and actually begin dealing with this illness in appropriate ways?<br />
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I'm a bit of a hypocrite in this because, here I am writing a blog about parenting a Bipolar Son <em>anonymously</em>. I do this to protect my son's privacy because he has yet to fully embrace his diagnosis; he is a prisoner of the stigma.<br />
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Mr. Williams gave the world so much, but maybe in the end he'll leave behind a legacy of not just his amazing talent, but also the beginnings of a movement to de-stigmatize mental illness.<br />
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In his honor, educate yourselves about mental illness so that you can offer support for the people in your life who suffer from it. And trust me, there <em>is</em> someone in your life who is suffering from mental illness, whether you recognize it or not.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-62495508067067940232014-07-30T09:41:00.000-04:002014-07-30T09:41:04.977-04:00A Very Bright Young ManAs I said in my post four months ago, Josh has been struggling. Thankfully his mood swings have been fairly mild, but they do make his life more difficult than it needs to be.<br />
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He has slowly arrived at a better place, and all of it was through his own desire to get there.<br />
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He stopped drinking, etc. because he's wise enough to know that it only creates more issues.<br />
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He went shopping for a new psychiatrist, because his old doctor isn't covered under his new health insurance.<br />
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The process took a while, and his heart wasn't really it, but his head knew that he needed to stick with it and get some help.<br />
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He seems to like his new doctor, who put him on an anti-convulsive med (which has some pretty scary side effects). So far he's doing OK on the med, but it will take another week or so to see improvements in his mood.<br />
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He met for the first time this week with a new therapist who works under his psychiatrist. "She's a little bit older than you I think, and I really liked her."<br />
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"Well, if she's my age it means she probably has amassed lots of wisdom she can share with you."<br />
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I'm so proud of Josh for getting here on his own. Yes, we've had many discussions about his moods, and yes, I've encouraged him and offered support, but <em>he</em> picked up the ball and carried it.<br />
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I think that's key with all this Bipolar stuff. They have to find their way, and we're left to stand by and wring our hands. We want to rescue them, but they really have to save themselves.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-68482247118206660682014-03-10T11:51:00.003-04:002014-03-10T11:51:36.045-04:00Almost Four YearsJosh was diagnosed with Bipolar II Disorder in April 2010. That seems like a lifetime ago, and yet, those first two years are as fresh in my memory as if they happened last week.<br />
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In spite of the fact that I haven't posted anything here for months and months, this blog continues to get a massive number of hits each month. That reality saddens me because it means that there are a large number of people who are effected by Bipolar in some way.<br />
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Josh remains off meds, but I continue to see glimpses of Bipolar working its way through his life. He has dealt with several pretty stressful life events, and at those times he gets a bit 'wobbly'; he loses his temper easily and reacts in ways that are out of character for him and over the top considering the event that set him off.<br />
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I believe Josh self medicates with alcohol and recently he told me that he had been using inhalants (purchased legally at a head shop). Of course, I was.......appalled, worried, disappointed. He had stopped using the inhalants but he said to me, "It's a decision I have to make anew every single day. It's not easy Mom." As is true for most people who struggle with mental illness (or addictions), the goal for Josh is to "feel better or cope better".<br />
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Clearly his coping skills are not what they should be, but all of this is out of my hands. Please don't read that as..."I wash my hands of the whole mess." It's just that all I can do is monitor, advise and pray a lot. I do all three. Josh refuses to see a therapist to help in learning better coping skills, he continues to refuse medications and he continues to say that he doesn't have Bipolar.<br />
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I read a book this weekend, "Beautiful Boy" by David Sheff. It's the story of his families experience as his son, Nic, struggles through Meth addiction. It's a sad, hard book to read but much of it resonated with me. My older son has struggled with addiction and as most parents of Bipolar children know, often addiction and Bipolar go hand in hand. What some of my readers might find helpful about the book is the process that David Sheff goes through in finding that delicate fine line between worry and (relative) peace. <br />
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You worry about your child, endlessly, and yet, you cannot stop living. You don't <em>know</em> how much to do, or even what to do. You can't sleep, can't eat, often can't function. <br />
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Eventually you realize that you also can't live that way and you find that the Serenity Prayer is the ONE thing you can do, the ONE life line that is always readily available to you, and if you're smart, you'll use it and own it and be one with it.<br />
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<em>"Grant me the Serenity to <strong>accept</strong> the things I cannot change, the <strong>courage</strong> to change the things I can, and the <strong>Wisdom</strong> to know the difference"</em><br />
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There is nothing more than that. It says it all.<br />
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To live with the specter of drug addiction or mental illness in our children's lives, the Serenity Prayer becomes our saving Grace. Available to everyone and totally free.<br />
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It's easy for me to walk that fine line while Josh is (mostly) healthy. If he ever cycles again, I hope that I'll come back to this blog and read these posts that I've written during the easier times and find the help I'll need during the bad times.<br />
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Your comments that tell of your own personal struggles continue to sadden me, and yet, I'm always thankful that some of you find hope in Josh's story. I pray that you all can find that fine line and learn to walk it.<br />
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Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-61205865115492201392013-10-08T09:55:00.001-04:002013-10-08T09:55:21.224-04:00And Now it's FallJosh had a few small 'bumps' after moving in with his girlfriend. It was a very stressful adjustment for him, and there were a few times when his reactions were.....not good.<br />
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He also lost it at work one day and was in fear of losing his job. Everything worked out in the end though.<br />
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The further away from meds he gets, the more convinced he is that he was misdiagnosed. I'm not a health care professional, but I feel strongly that he was not misdiagnosed. I feel that Bipolar will negatively effect his life again sometime in the future.<br />
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I'd LOVE to be wrong.<br />
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Enough time has passed since Josh went off his meds that I have begun to let go of that low grade worry that I have carried around. No matter how hard you try to let it go, even though you know it's all out of your control, there remains a niggling worry, but mine has become less and less.<br />
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I continue to be broken hearted by the emails I receive and comments left on this blog from people who have also been negatively effected by Bipolar. It is such a difficult path to walk and I admire so much the people who live with it and find a way to create a normal life around it.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-9608537319284916232013-04-13T06:30:00.001-04:002013-04-13T06:30:13.592-04:00Another Spring is HereJosh continues to do well, but I'll tell you that I still find myself occasionally waiting for the other shoe to fall, so to speak.<br />
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He and his girlfriend are moving into a new apartment together next weekend. He has been a little stressed by this, hoping that he's not making a mistake.<br />
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We've had many talks where I've tried to inform him of the realities of living with someone else. "The first year will be a little more difficult than you might imagine, it takes time to adjust to living with someone else. Just keep in mind always how much you love her and don't let the little things get to you."<br />
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I worry that this major life change will cause him enough stress to cycle. I worry that we won't get through April without a cycle. I worry, I worry, I worry.<br />
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And then.....<br />
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I let go of my anxiety and remind myself how far Josh has come and what he's had to overcome to get here. I know that he is mindful of his mood and his sleep. He mentioned to me one day a few months ago that he thought maybe he'd been "a little manic" the prior evening.<br />
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"I realized I was chattering away, but, I'd had trouble sleeping the night before and so I got myself to bed and I've been fine since then."<br />
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I'd love to pull his girlfriend aside and let her know the things she should watch out for, but that's not my place. Maybe Josh has told her enough that she has an idea what is possible, or maybe she's taken it upon herself to acquire some knowledge on the subject?<br />
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All I know for sure is how proud I am of him. He has matured so much and taken control of his life, which means that it's easier for me to let go of that need to TRY to control a situation that is largely out of my control anyway.<br />
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We live. We learn. <br />
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Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-29432334528959563842013-01-14T10:29:00.000-05:002013-01-14T10:29:49.133-05:00Heading Towards SpringJosh continues to be OK off of his medicine. I would say that he's not quite as good as he was while on it, but he's doing OK.<br />
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He's completely supporting himself, is maintaining a relationship with his girlfriend and the two of them got a kitten that he keeps at his apartment. He's been amazingly responsible and manages to keep his collective shit together.<br />
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I feel truly blessed.<br />
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But spring looms right up ahead there, and I'm concerned for him. Nothing would make me happier than to see him sail right through March and April, but history tells me that the likelihood of that happening is slim.<br />
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And if he does cycle, I have no idea how far down he'll allow himself to get before he reaches out for help.<br />
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I do know one thing. I've learned so much over the last couple of years and I know that this is HIS journey and that HE gets to make the decisions about his life.<br />
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I also know from past experience that he has a breaking point; a point that he reaches where he feels he can't go on in that state any longer and he asks for help.<br />
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He has shifted back into denial about having bipolar, but he's a very intelligent young man. I think if he were faced again with hypomania, he'd recognize it for what it was.<br />
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I continue to be heartbroken by the comments and emails I receive from other parents who are struggling through life with a bipolar child. It's a difficult path to walk and 'the system' does such a poor job of educating and supporting both the patient and their loved ones.<br />
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Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-57561996630909507072012-05-23T09:34:00.000-04:002012-05-23T09:34:07.902-04:00Two Long YearsHere I sit, just a little more than two years after Josh was diagnosed with Bipolar II.<br />
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A year or so in he was still in complete denial, then almost a year on very successful medications, and now, several months with no meds.<br />
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I see the changes in him, with no meds, but he's doing OK. He's snippy, with me and I'm sure with the people he works with. He complains about work when he calls me on his breaks, but when I see him, he seems mostly happy and normal.<br />
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I'm not sure what to think to be honest, but I can tell you that I feel like I'm holding my breath.<br />
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If I'm correct, and Josh cycles seasonally, I would assume he'll remain in his present state until we move into spring next year. Then again, a major stressor coming alone might send him cycling?<br />
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Right now the hardest part of this for me is knowing HOW GOOD...no...HOW GREAT...he is on meds.<br />
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I've made it clear to him that my financial support is over. He is in a position to more than support himself as a Dog Groomer. If he cycles and somehow loses that job...he's on his own.<br />
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"You have a lot at stake here Josh, I just can't imagine why you'd want to jeopardize all you've built."<br />
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The only small hope I hold onto is that a year ago, when he was suffering through hypomania, HE came to ME and asked me to help him find a doctor, feeling like he couldn't live like that.<br />
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I just hope that he gets to that point sooner this time if he cycles...you know...before he destroys this wonderful life he's built.<br />
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I'm so proud of how far he was able to come, against some pretty difficult odds (bipolar and the economy). I got a good long glimpse of who Josh is capable of being as an adult; responsible, caring, kind, loving, fun and fun loving).<br />
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I want him to be his best, and to me, he's his best self ON MEDS.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-21245415789538370092012-01-30T09:35:00.000-05:002012-01-30T09:35:30.379-05:00A Life SentenceI haven't written here in a LONG time because my life has been full of changes and Josh has been doing so well.<br />
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He continues in his job as a Dog Washer and generally loves it. He really does like dogs more than most people! <br />
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He has made new friends at work and actually has a girlfriend. He acts very responsibly in all areas of his life; keeping his apartment clean, getting oil changes...basic things we all do, but things I didn't even realize that Josh cared about doing. He's paying his own living expenses (although I'm still paying about half his rent and his health insurance and medical bills).<br />
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A couple of months ago I noticed a change in him. He seemed 'moody' and 'touchy'. He wasn't tired and he wasn't hungry (two things I know of that create a mood shift for him). I asked him if he was still taking his medicines and he told me he was. The next weekend when I saw him, he admitted that he had quit taking his anti-psychotic. He hated how lethargic it made him feel. He had been to the doctor that week and told the doctor that he'd stopped the medication. His doctor said that he was actually going to stop his anti-seizure medicine, but since Josh had stopped the other, they'd just see how that went.<br />
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Josh lost his 'shine' when he stopped that medication. That glow he had, the ever present smile and obvious joy in his face went away. It made me sad to see him in this diminished state, but slowly, as his body adjusted, he seemed to get better; not as good as he was on the medicine, but better.<br />
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Josh is going to Grooming School in mid February. He has mixed emotions about this. He has favorite breeds of dogs, like boxers, labs, german shepherds, etc, and those dogs don't get groomed, just bathed. He'll miss working with his favorite dogs. Secondly, Groomers aren't on salary, they make a 50% commission. The Groomers at his store make almost twice what he does, but that's only if they have enough work. Thirdly, Grooming School is 'free' (you have to buy about $600 worth of tools) but you have a two year commitment with the store and if you don't honor that commitment, you have to reimburse them for the education (a lot of money).<br />
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I encouraged Josh to go to Grooming School, arguing that he can still see and 'play' with his favorite dogs who are being bathed, as he has time in his schedule, and I told him that he NEEDS to make more money, that I'm just about finished subsidizing his existence.<br />
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And then.....he told me last weekend that he's going to stop taking his anti-depressant. I'm not just unhappy about this, I'm pretty pissed off at him too. I know it's his life and his decision, but I think he's doing what so many Bipolar people do.....derail their progress because they think...in their heads...that they're doing FINE and will NOT acknowledge that the medication is what's keeping them fine.<br />
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I told him how I felt, I reminded him that when he asked the doctor to add the anti-depressant, IT was what HE said made him feel better. I reminded him what his life was like before the medication and pointed out how far he's come since he began treating his Bipolar. And I told him that THIS was the worst possible time to experiment with his life...just getting ready to start Grooming School...just beginning to really be able to support himself.<br />
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Deaf ears. It all fell on deaf ears. <br />
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I said my peace, made the best points I could make and told him, "Your life, your decision, but I cannot continue to support you, so if this causes you to cycle, you are on your own."<br />
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I'm going to have one more talk with him. The tools he needs for school, he can buy at his store and they will deduct the cost out of each check, but all the groomers say their tools suck and break and have suggested he buy his tools on his own elsewhere. He asked if I could help him buy the tools and he'd pay me back. Of course I'm willing to do this, but I think my willingness to help him out financially ONCE AGAIN, is going to have a stipulation placed on it and that stipulation is that he make no more medication changes until early summer (he tends to cycle in the spring). Of course, he can agree to this and then not really take the medicine, but if he does that and things go haywire, he's gonna have to deal with the consequences. And if he feels I'm strong-arming him, he can buy the tools at the store and have them deduct the cost from his checks.<br />
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All of this reminds me that this Bipolar stuff is really a life sentence, and not just for the poor person suffering the disorder, but also for every single person who cares about them.<br />
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And I care deeply about Josh.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-17968074048246136192011-10-19T18:01:00.000-04:002011-10-19T18:01:53.242-04:00In Response to a Comment<a href="http://mybipolarson.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-boy-who-cried-wolf.html">On this post</a>, Robin commented about Josh's violent behavior a year ago and questioned his rapid cycling early this spring.<br />
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Robin, when Josh was violent it turned out to be the result of the anti-psychotic that he was on. It is one of the side effects. When he stopped the medication, ALL the violent behavior ended.<br />
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When Josh was cycling up and down so quickly, he wasn't on ANY medication at all and hadn't been for 9 months or so. He was experiencing quite a bit of stress in his life at the time. This is when he actually sought medical help for the first time and the doctor said he was experiencing hypomanic episodes.<br />
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Does that clear it up?<br />
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Thanks for the commentHave the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-53616555950274057522011-09-13T06:35:00.000-04:002011-09-13T06:35:41.255-04:00It's Just Too SadIn just ONE week, these are the searches that brought people to this blog:<br />
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<em>my son is 21 and said he has never been happy, always bored </em><br />
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<em>my son is hopeless </em><br />
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What these searches remind me of is twofold. First that there are SO many people struggling as I have with their bipolar children, but secondly, and probably most important to note, is how many people are left to turn to the internet for information and support.<br />
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Our society has GOT to get with the program and put an end to the stigma attached to mental illness, and the mental health profession has <em>got</em> to begin doing a better job of educating and supporting not only the Bipolar patient, but the families and loved ones of someone diagnosed with this disorder.<br />
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Every single thing I know about Bipolar, I learned from reading books and searching the internet. It shouldn't BE that way. When Josh was diagnosed while hospitalized, I received NO information and ZERO support. Our journey through this disorder could have been so much easier if I had been educated and if there was ongoing support available to assist me as questions and problems cropped up.<br />
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I attended our local Bipolar Support Group, and that was incredibly helpful but desperation led me there. I am 100% convinced that the experience of Bipolar could be very different if more attention was given to education and support of loved ones.<br />
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Everyone who reads here and emails me says that it helps to know they're not alone with all this. Sadly, they are not. As parents of Bipolar children we are in a club none of us signed up for, and the number of members in this club is staggering. The saddest truth is that this is a club we'll belong to the rest of our lives.<br />
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How true is the search, "can I ever stop worrying about my Bipolar son."<br />
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I KNOW the answer to that one. No. I don't think it will matter how well Josh is doing, now or in the future, 'worry' will always be there for me, no matter how far in the background I try to force it.<br />
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Because of the stigma attached to mental illness, many people don't share their struggle with the people in their lives, but how is the stigma ever going to be diminished if we don't TALK about this? I openly share my experience with this disorder with anyone willing to listen, yet I also try very hard to respect Josh's wishes. His cousins STILL don't know about his illness. I'm sure they wonder, "what the hell happened?" as they've watched their cousin's life spin out of control. But he isn't comfortable sharing this with them, and so they're left to wonder.<br />
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Things have to change and each one of us are responsible for making that change happen. I for one am beginning the process of identifying how to do that. I have no idea WHO to contact, but I'm going to go back to the internet and figure out the best options for having my voice heard.<br />
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I refuse to struggle in silence. This blog has allowed me to connect with people who are struggling as I am, but I feel compelled to take my story to a broader audience. It's not enough to get through the tough times, I want to make people's struggles easier in the future.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-2575268051324800682011-09-06T06:25:00.000-04:002011-09-06T06:25:03.925-04:00Oh the Difference!Josh began working last week and so far he's enjoying it. He's worked four days in a row, pretty long days, and when he stops by after work, he's tired.<br />
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But he's also very happy, full of stories about the dogs he worked with that day. He's finding the differences in dogs very interesting and their different personalities amuse him.<br />
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As I've spent time with Josh over the last month, the changes in him are stunning. His mood is very stable, the Josh I saw yesterday, is the same Josh who will walk in my door today. As he prepared to begin this job, there seemed to be very little anxiety about it; what I would consider to be 'normal' anxiety. He hasn't taken his anxiety medicine in months, feeling like he doesn't need it.<br />
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He told me recently that he considers himself to be happy and that the anti-depressant seems to have really made a difference for him. Yet, he also feels like he's 'boring', "my thoughts are so boring to me, I miss my insane mind."<br />
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We discussed this, the fact that many people who are on medications for Bipolar feel that way. "But Josh, an insane mind doesn't produce a happy, successful life. The doctor is going to begin removing some of your meds soon, so maybe you'll find that some of the creative thoughts you're missing will return."<br />
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Here's an example of a change I see in Josh that really surprises me. He gets up for work two hours before he needs to leave, feeling like he enjoys some time in the morning before work. This from my son who has always hit the snooze button until the last possible minute, or beyond, IF he even heard the alarm at all. He sets FOUR alarms, afraid of oversleeping, but wakes up every day when the first alarm goes off. "Then I have to run around and shut off the other three alarms, it's kinda nuts!" His sleep schedule is right side up for the first time in a long time.<br />
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It's these seemingly small changes in Josh's general routines that surprise me, in a good way.<br />
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I've also noticed that he willingly does things to help me out; small things, but in the past if I'd asked Josh to, say, help me move something, he'd have balked and complained and acted as if I'd asked him to rebuild my house from the ground up.<br />
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The journey to THIS place has been so long and difficult, and I feel so blessed that every single day I get to actually 'enjoy' my son again.<br />
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Will this last? Who knows, and that's probably one of the more difficult aspects of this disorder. So many people struggle and finally find 'normal', only to lose it again somewhere along the line.<br />
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I've been in this living hell called Bipolar long enough to know that my job right now as Josh's mother is to be there for him as he begins rediscovering life. I am mindful of the facts; I know this could all go tits up at any time, but I have laid my fears of this aside and tasked myself with simply being in each individual moment, and I thank God when I pray every night and ask that God continue to move through Josh's life.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-58639092275910039922011-08-29T20:29:00.000-04:002011-08-29T20:29:09.553-04:00He Got the JOB!!!Josh got the job he was wanting. Hopefully things will continue looking up for him.<br />
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He deserves it, he's a good kid who has gone through hell.<br />
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Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-90873645101519952532011-08-26T11:41:00.000-04:002011-08-26T11:41:10.469-04:00Almost a Month to the Day LaterIt's been almost a month since I posted my last fairly frantic post. Josh is still in treatment and doing fairly well mood wise.<br />
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He's yet to find a job, although he HAD a job offer contingent on passing a drug test. But, oh, he had smoked pot with his friend a week and a half or so prior to the drug test, so who knows if he'll actually pass it and get the job or not. If he doesn't, I HOPE it is a lesson for him.<br />
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He has made reference to his 'bipolar' lately, as if he might actually accept that he has it.<br />
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In this journey I remind myself to look at how far we've come. He's in treatment, his mood is pretty stable, he actually cares about keeping his apartment clean, his laundry done. He's trying to eat more healthy foods and he's been working out regularly, and it shows.<br />
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During the first two months on medication he had gained 25 pounds. He needed the extra weight, but he has turned it all into muscle. He looks really good.<br />
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So that's where we are today. I try very hard to appreciate the positive changes and have patience with the job thing, but sometimes I get frustrated. Still, in the end, I'd rather have him where he IS than homeless, or in a psych ward or dead.<br />
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I appreciate all your comments and the private emails I receive. It all makes me realize just how many parents are struggling right along with me and my heart and prayers go out to each and every one of you and your children.<br />
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Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-80621354388622632832011-07-27T05:53:00.000-04:002011-07-27T05:53:22.066-04:00It's Never EasyJosh's continued unemployment concerns me, for two reasons. One I think a job would help him get on a much needed schedule; add some structure to his life, plus he's bored and lonely, so it would help with that. And of course secondly, I'd like him to begin supporting himself. It is a financial burden to be totally supporting him right now.<br />
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He can't seem to get his sleep turned round. He sleeps all day, until 4 or 5 PM. He needs to be up during daytime hours so he can actually look for a job!<br />
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In addition to that concern, I'm concerned in general. He still doesn't really WANT to believe he's bipolar and the things he's said make me realize that he isn't looking at medication as a long term thing. He'd love to not be taking them.<br />
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So I called his therapist yesterday to voice my concerns. Josh has never signed a release form so that I can communicate with his new doctors, so I knew that I would only be able to give information to his therapist; his therapist wouldn't be able to give me any information.<br />
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I told his therapist of my concerns, that I'm totally supporting Josh, what our arrangement is, and that I'm frustrated that Josh's sleep schedule is such that it doesn't help with the job search. I told him that I never know how hard to push Josh, not wanting to create anxiety or stress for him, but also not knowing which side of that fine line between enabling and helping I'm walking on. I told him Josh still doesn't really accept the diagnosis and isn't thrilled being on meds.<br />
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He asked me, "Do you believe Josh is Bipolar?"<br />
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"Yes. It breaks my heart, but I've learned enough about it to be pretty sure he's gotten the right diagnosis. I can't find anything else that explains what happened to his life. He was my easy child, and while he'd tell you he's never been happy, I would tell you that through his high school years, he was an easy going, fun loving, responsible...great kid. And then it all went south, his life got totally derailed. But he doesn't accept this diagnosis yet and he told me the other day he wants to move to his dad's property eventually and stop taking his meds so he can be HIM again."<br />
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I got pretty emotional as I talked, I'm sure the guy probably thinks I'm either A) a very loving and concerned mother or B) a complete and total nut case.<br />
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Either way, he said, "Well, this is very helpful information to have. Actually, I see Josh tomorrow and I'm going to tell him I've talked to you and ask him to sign a release form because I think having you involved could help the process along."<br />
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"Well, Josh is coming for dinner tonight and I'll tell him I talked to you too, but he may be resistant to signing a form. He might even be mad I called you, but you know, I'm SO glad he's in treatment, but I still see his mood shifting around and in general I worry about him."<br />
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"Well, I'm worried about him too, actually very concerned."<br />
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"Are you afraid he's suicidal?"<br />
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"He says he's not, but....and I can't say too much here, but I'm very concerned about his hopelessness, I've actually called him several times just to check on him."<br />
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"Yes, he doesn't see how anything good is in his future, his negativity is a real problem."<br />
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"Yes.....but that's about all I can say right now."<br />
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"Well, I've considered coming down a bit harder on him, pushing him to get his sleep turned around and work harder at getting a job. But like everything else with this disorder, I never know HOW to handle any of this."<br />
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"Right now, I think pushing him at all would not be a good idea. We're at the beginning of this stuff and I think we need to work on where his head is at right now and I don't think he can handle much stress right now."<br />
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"OK. And see, that's the kind of help *I* need with this. I'm like a fish out of water, I never know the best thing to do."<br />
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We ended our conversation and I thought about how I would even tell Josh that I'd talked to his therapist. I knew there was a good chance he'd be angry. I have at least gotten better at gauging his mood and knowing when to try to talk to him about things. I hoped his mood when I saw him would allow us to talk about this.<br />
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When Josh came for dinner, it seemed initially that he was not in a great mood. He'd brought laundry with him to do and was trying to carry it in and my new puppy was all over him. She loves him. When I say, "Josh is coming to see you later!" she walks over to the front door expecting him to BE THERE.<br />
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As a side note, the happiest I see Josh lately is when he's with my two dogs. The older dog always loved him, then during the time leading up to his mania, he would get so angry and yell, etc, and it scared our dog. THEN when he came home from the hospital, the seroquel he was on caused terrible rages, and those rages REALLY scared our dog. She remained frightened of him for most of the last year, not quite sure about him anymore. Happily, their relationship has improved since Josh moved out. He is so happy to see her, she can't help but realize that he's safe to love again.<br />
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But anyway, when he came in last night he seemed a bit frustrated, but he quickly began laughing and smiling again as he played with the dogs and talked to me. At one point, there was a natural segue for me when he was talking about his therapist.<br />
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"Yea, I actually talked to him today on the phone."<br />
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"Why?!!"<br />
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"Well, I'm concerned about you honey and mostly I wanted to get some guidance from him."<br />
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"You worry too much! Why can't you just stop worrying and let me live my life?"<br />
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"Well, part of it is that I'm totally FUNDING your life right now Josh, and your sleep schedule isn't conducive to really finding a job, but mostly, I don't really know what you're capable of doing right now. I thought he could help me with that. I'm trying to HELP you and I don't want to be doing things that might not be helping. He's going to ask you to sign a release tomorrow so that he and I can talk, NOT about personal things, but so that, in general, he can guide me to help you better."<br />
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"Well, I'm not signing a release form, and Mom, you're doing all you can right now. Like this, just having me over or dinner or when we go to the movies. Those are the things you do that help me, the rest I've just got to figure out."<br />
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"OK, well, that's your choice, but try to look at it from my perspective. I'm PAYING for all your visits and if it would HELP the process, why wouldn't you allow me to talk to him?"<br />
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"Because I like him mom. He's the first therapist I've had that I actually like, and that's important, and I don't want you telling him lies and interfering. Because if you get involved, I'll have to be looking for a new therapist again."<br />
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Josh feels like when he and I saw his therapist, Peter, during the time right after his suicidal period, leading up to his mania, that I 'lied' to Peter. Actually, I sat there with the two of them and was HONEST about Josh's behavior. His refusal to help with chores, get out of bed for class, his disrespect towards me etc. We were trying to slowly get him to take responsibility for himself, and he's STILL struggling with many of those same issues. But he views all that as me lying to his therapist.<br />
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But I understand Josh's position....to a point. His relationship with his therapist is vital and I DON'T want to do anything to change that. I think more than anything Josh felt like it was Peter and I AGAINST him, when in fact we were both trying to help. The way he views what happened with Peter is WRONG, but it's his perception and so I have to keep that in mind.<br />
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Throughout the night, Josh would bring up the subject of signing a release. "How do you think it would help?"<br />
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"Well Josh, sometimes I don't KNOW what to do, but more important I don't know what NOT to do. He could help me with that."<br />
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Even though we talked about it a lot all night, Josh never really changed his mind.<br />
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So I'm going to leave a message for his therapist to call me today before he sees Josh tonight and tell him that Josh didn't seem willing to have me get involved and that I'd rather the therapist not push it too hard right now. But I need to tell him that in dealing with Josh, the one thing he needs to know is that while Josh was doing very well up to the time his Bipolar began impacting him, that he has ALWAYS been immature, even as a kindergartner, he lagged behind his peers in maturity and THAT is about HALF of the problem we're facing. I think his therapist needs to know this to effectively work with Josh. He needs to know that even before Bipolar, while Josh was happy and a good student and responsible with his schoolwork and his part time job work, he NEVER stepped up to the plate, he never wanted to really grow up. He was often disrespectful to me (NEVER anyone else), lazy and unmotivated (doing his schoolwork and his job work, but never doing MUCH else) and all those negatives were magnified by the Bipolar.<br />
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I told Josh last night how glad I am that he's in treatment and that I think his short term goal right now should be continuing to work on his life skills (he's begun working out more, is more conscious of eating regularly, has been working with his therapist on social skills etc) and one he really needs to try very hard to address is his sleep schedule. "You need to be militant about a set bedtime, and stay within an hour or two of it. You just can't allow yourself to keep sliding back to sleeping during the day honey."<br />
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And I told him that he should probably stop looking for full time work and find a part time job that fits his daytime schedule and is the type of job that has as little stress as possible. "Listen, I know you feel you NEED a full time job, but I think we should take baby steps here honey. Since you've started your medication we don't KNOW what you can handle stress wise, so lets start small. While ultimately I'd like you to be able to fully support yourself, for right now if you're only able to cover your gas and groceries with your job, that's enough."<br />
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He told me how badly he wants to work. How hard it is to have all this time on his hands. "Don't you think I want the same thing you do? I hate living like this Mom, I WANT to work."<br />
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He also said he'd like to run for exercise but he has no running shoes, "And even if I WAS working, I probably couldn't afford them anyway."<br />
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Because I WANT him to develop good health habits, I'm going to tell him to take my charge card and buy a pair of running shoes. It might be a waste of money; he might get them and then never really develop the habit of running, but it's important enough that I'm willing to spend the money in the hopes he will run. I'll tell him that he needs to start slowly with it, but run everyday and that within just a few weeks he will have developed the habit of running. It could be a lifelong positive addition to his life. He could use the endorphins if nothing else.<br />
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I'm able to continue supporting him now that I have a new job, but on the other hand, every dime I spend on him is one dime I could be applying towards the debt I've amassed over the last couple of years, so I WANT him to eventually be able to stand on his own two feet.<br />
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He did ask me last night, "Do you think I should consider disability?"<br />
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"Well, that's up to you Josh, the only problem I see with it is what your social worker told me, that it WILL limit your life. We don't really know yet what you are capable of handling, you just started meds, so my opinion would be not to do it YET, it's something we can always do later if we find you just can't handle full time work."<br />
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"OK. Sometimes I feel like I can, and other times I'm afraid I can't."<br />
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We also talked about his old bedroom. I was going to have my handymen paint it, for $200. "You know Josh, when I asked you if you'd help me paint your old room, there was NO WAY you would help me. That kind of hurts. You know what I've been through lately; all I've had to do around here, and it hurts that in spite of all I've done to help YOU, you don't WANT to help me out. I'm not trying to make you feel guilty, I'm trying to point out that sometimes in life it's appropriate to help others, not only is it appropriate, it can make you feel good that you were able to help someone. I'm spending so much money helping you, I hate to spend more money to have that room painted."<br />
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"How much are they charging you?"<br />
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"$200"<br />
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"Yea, that's almost half my rent........well, I'll paint it, but will you help me? I've never painted a ceiling before, and it would be nice if we did it together."<br />
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"Of course I'll help, but I've never painted a ceiling before either. I've never painted WALLS before, but I'm pretty good at trim work now!"<br />
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You can bet that when we get the room painted, he's going to get a lot of positive comments from me, about how good of job he did, how much I appreciate it and all that. I think he NEEDS that so he can learn how nice it does feel to help others out. There are so many lessons like this that he should have learned by now, and I can't help but feel I've failed him as a parent in these areas. But it's never too late to learn!<br />
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So, as usual, we're not where we need to be, but we seem to be continually moving forward, no matter how small the steps seem to be.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-17681399402429363272011-07-23T08:43:00.000-04:002011-07-23T08:43:57.344-04:00Forward Movement Would be NiceIt will seem a bit ungrateful of me to say this, but I'm beginning to feel pretty frustrated with Josh.<br />
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I am SO glad that he's on medications and seeing a therapist. For that alone I will be eternally grateful, but since that process began, and he quit his highly stressful, night job, nothing much else has happened.<br />
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It's been six weeks (six weeks where he has one of MY credit cards to use for gas and food, etc. Six weeks of me paying all his bills), and he still hasn't found work.<br />
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I have told him, over and over again, that applying for jobs online probably isn't going to get the job done. "You need to walk in and fill out an application and then follow up the next day with a call when there is a place with a sign advertising help wanted.<br />
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I can't get him to do this.<br />
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He saw his therapist yesterday and then he and I went out for dinner. <br />
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"I have something to ask you Mom."<br />
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"OK."<br />
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"Well, when my lease is up, how would you feel about me living with you again?"<br />
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Not good, that's the real, true answer, but of course I didn't SAY that.<br />
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"I don't know, it would depend on a lot of things I guess. Why would you want to do that though? I thought you wanted the independence of a place of your own."<br />
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"Well, I want a HOME of my own, not an apartment. If I could live with you for a year or two, I could save money for a house. Dad said that I could build a cabin like his, on his property, and if I paid for the shell, he'd help me finish the interior. It's only $5,000 for the shell."<br />
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"OK, but I imagine the interior stuff has got to run $10,000 or more."<br />
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"You think it would be that much, even if we did all the work?"<br />
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"Probably. You're talking kitchen and bath fixtures, kitchen appliances, a heating/ac unit, so yea, with insulation, plumbing, electrical, drywall, I bet it could be at least that. Then there's flooring too."<br />
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"Well, I guess I'd have to live with you more like two years then."<br />
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"Well Josh, I'm open to discussing it as we get closer to the time that your lease runs out, but for right now, you need to get a job. I'm a little concerned though, at the thought of you living in such isolation. I know there's a town close by where you could possibly find work, but all your friends will be several hours away from you. I'm not sure if that's the best thing for you. And I hate the thought of you being that far away from me too, with no cell phone reception."<br />
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"I guess I'd have to make new friends. Maybe it's a pipe dream, but I feel like I want to be ME again. On this medicine, well, I function better and the anti-depressant has helped too, but this isn't me."<br />
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"I know you'd love to live surrounded by the woods and all, but Josh, without medication you'd be living in a bad mental state most of the time. It would become hard for you to hold down a job again. While it SOUNDS like an answer to you, I can see many problems with the whole thing, but we can talk about it further in six months or so, ok?"<br />
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So even though my boy is on medication and doing better, this isn't something he can see himself doing long term. I'm not terribly shocked by that, yet it still disheartens me.<br />
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I'm going to leave a message for his therapist and ask that he call me. While he doesn't have permission to share information with ME, I feel the need to share my point of view with HIM. Josh sees him again Wednesday, and it doesn't escape my notice that this therapist is scheduling Josh twice a week now, instead of once every two weeks. I'm sure he sees a real need for intervention here and so do I, so I'll intervene as I'm able.<br />
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But no, I don't want Josh living here. I don't think that's in his best interest or my own.<br />
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Oh, and he's gained TWENTY pounds since starting his meds. It looks GOOD on him, it does, but much more weight and it's NOT gonna look so good on him.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-68684030978690464952011-07-17T09:21:00.000-04:002011-07-17T09:21:55.446-04:00The Halfway PointThree months ago I offered to help Josh re-establish his life by supporting him in a studio apartment for six months. The original plan was for him to contribute to his support in increasing amounts during the six months, so that by the end of the six months, he would be able to completely support himself.<br />
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Here we are at the halfway point, and he's unemployed.<br />
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Not exactly what I had in mind. While you could look at this and say this experiment has been a dismal failure; it certainly hasn't played out according to plan, I would say that we're headed in the right direction.<br />
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Josh is in treatment; on medications and in weekly therapy. That alone is worth the money I've spent.<br />
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God has answered my prayers in bringing Josh to this point. I've prayed for lots of things over the last year or so, because Josh's situation isn't the only thing I've been struggling through, in fact, I can think of no other time in my life when I've had AS MUCH to deal with, and I feel strongly that if God is only going to answer ONE of my prayers, this is the ONE I'd want him to address.<br />
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And he has. I continue to ask God to walk with Josh and give him strength and guide him to true acceptance.<br />
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But lucky me! God has also answered several of my other prayers. He has helped ME in accepting the ending of my personal relationship and he's given me the strength to move forward with my life.<br />
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He's also answered my SECOND most important need. He has put a job opportunity in my path that will allow me to climb out of debt and continue to support Josh financially as long as necessary. <br />
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The relief *I* feel to have Josh in treatment AND my financial situation addressed is HUGE.<br />
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Josh considers himself to be agnostic, yet I have a deep faith in God. Even Josh said not too long ago, "I don't know Mom, you look around at the world, all the beauty and wonder, HOW our bodies are so intricate, how we reproduce. It's all so finely honed, it almost makes ME believe that a higher power must be at work."<br />
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I know that for me, sometimes the ONLY thing that helps when faced with a crisis, is my faith that there is a higher power at work in all of it. When I'm able to turn my problems over to God....things always seem to begin heading in a better direction.<br />
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I spent a lot of time early in Josh's diagnosis holding onto it all so tightly, afraid to let go and let God because I suppose I was angry. If God could LET THIS HAPPEN, how could I ever trust him to handle it? <br />
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Silly me. <br />
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Eventually, as the stresses in my life began piling up, I had no choice but to turn it ALL over to God. Certainly when basic functioning was becoming a problem for me, I realized that *I* was powerless over almost ALL of my concerns.<br />
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I sit here today with hope, something I haven't felt in a long time. While I know Josh may continue to struggle with acceptance, that he may give up the fight, I also know that no matter what happens, I'll get through it. With the help of my friends and family, and my faith.<br />
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You might find it interesting that I don't attend church. I was raised in the church, and have turned to the church sporadically as an adult, but I sit here on a Sunday morning blogging, not in a church pew. In spite of the fact that I don't 'worship', I feel I have a strong relationship with God. <br />
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My faith has been shaken this past year or so, and I've had to remind myself of the story of Job...that perhaps my faith was just being tested. I don't KNOW, I'm not able to enter into a deep philosophical discussion on the matter, I only know how I feel about my relationship with God.<br />
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Perhaps there IS no God and all my praying is received by no one. Maybe it only serves to calm me and bring me a new awareness of how I need to move through my challenges. Whatever is at play, it works.<br />
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I believe in God for the same reasons Josh expressed. SOMEONE much bigger than me created all of this, and while I believe that God gives us free will, I also believe that he guides our lives. He gives us challenges so that we can learn and grow. What I have learned this last year or so, will guide the remainder of my life...I can apply these lessons to all areas of my life.<br />
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Let's hope that Josh is able to find work soon. Not so that I can relinquish financial responsibility to him, but so that he can begin to rebuild his life.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-392623439375080032011-07-13T08:16:00.000-04:002011-07-13T08:16:59.998-04:00We've Ramped Up to Where we AreI wonder if parenting experiences are similar for people who have sons or daughters who have Bipolar.<br />
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For me, I realize in looking back, that I 'learned' how to enable Josh, long before I ever knew there was a mental illness at work.<br />
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Josh was my 'easy' child. Always. The only real difficulty I ever had with him related to his incredibly, over the top, sore loser thing. Seriously, if this child lost at Monopoly, the board would go flying and he'd stomp off in anger. As he got older, he got better at taking his losses with something close to grace, but he was always very competitive.<br />
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And then this easy child became more difficult. More combative. Less easy to reason with. We could have a fruitful discussion about a current issue one day, and then, two days later his reaction to a continued discussion on the same topic would have him yelling and screaming and slamming doors.<br />
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Some of the good skills I use today when communicating with Josh, were established back then, but also, some of the bad skills I developed back then have been in play since Josh's diagnosis.<br />
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It has been an ongoing struggle to identify the things that work, and the things that don't, but I can tell you, ALL of it started during the few years before Josh actually began having the types of problems that lead us to a diagnosis.<br />
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I remember long chat discussions with a blogging buddy of mine back then, BEFORE Josh began having major problems. I remember trying many different things to get Josh more in line with where he should be, but his mood was ever changing. He'd be as lovable as a newborn kitten one day, and a few days later he'd be an angry lion.<br />
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I began enabling Josh back then, because so much of the time I was just trying to keep the peace.<br />
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Tough love is...well...tough to DO, and back then I had many things going on in my life that made it very easy to 'lighten up' too much on Josh, but once his issues became more severe, I had no choice but to figure out HOW to do Tough love right...consistently....and stick with it.<br />
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That has been one of the hardest things for me, because the ramifications of doing something like tossing your child out of your house, has such potential for some serious consequences.<br />
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I think that I realize better today just how important it is to take all this with a one day at a time attitude. Each situation you're faced with as you travel through a new bipolar diagnosis, well, you can only do your best at the time. But I can clearly see that I was given many opportunities along the way...some of them I didn't embrace as I should have, and others seemed almost 'destined'.<br />
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Kicking Josh out of my house was one of the hardest things I've ever done, and certainly I agonized over that decision every single day, but I learned to make peace with the decision and worked on taking care of myself so I could be really strong for the NEXT step, whatever that might be.<br />
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I would encourage anyone facing a similar crisis to spend some time honestly looking back to identify how the patterns you use got established in the first place, and when you look back, it's usually easy to see what works, and why, and what you should have done differently.<br />
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I'd be curious to know how many parents feel as I do; that all this started long before I realized there was a serious medical issue at play. <br />
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The one thing I've found out for sure is that there is a special skill set you must develop when dealing with a bipolar child who is a young adult, and you also have to develop a pretty thick skin as well. Josh and I have always shared a very close relationship; his friends were often astounded that he would shout back to me as they flew out of the house on their way to do something, "I love you Mom!". <br />
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Because we've always been close, and because he was always so easy to parent, the disconnect in our relationship that is very much a part of Bipolar, has been especially hard to adjust to, hence the need for the thick skin. I think Tough Love becomes so much harder to accomplish when dealing with Bipolar...there is so much at stake, so much that can 'go wrong' and I always have a strong feeling of not wanting to do something that might push Josh towards suicide. I do not want to have to live without him or with THAT guilt the rest of my life!<br />
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For me, I've found that looking a ways back has helped me a lot in dealing with this current situation. Unfortunately, I don't get a 'do over', I can only do better from here forward.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-10360707186644451832011-07-11T05:56:00.000-04:002011-07-11T05:56:10.334-04:00Medication OverloadWhile the changes in Josh on medication are amazing, he seems to have days when he's not at his best. His mood at times remind me of 'back then'; back then when he wasn't on meds and he'd be full of negativity and everything *I* do is 'wrong'. To hear him tell it, when he's in one of those moods, I'm the biggest idiot to ever walk; I don't even know how to park my car correctly. He is NO FUN to be around when he's like this and I steel myself as I take hit after hit.<br />
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I've been worried about these mood shifts, wondering what is causing them. Is his medication just not dialed in correctly yet? Is he derailing the process by occasionally drinking? Is it situational? (He's not yet found a job, so he gets lonely and bored).<br />
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He saw his doctor last week, and before his visit he expressed that he wasn't sure what the purpose of the visit was, what he should say to his doctor.<br />
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"Well, you need to be honest with him and tell him how you are feeling on these medications. You're worried about your weight gain (12 pounds since he began his meds just a few months ago), so tell him that, and tell him how long that one med is making you sleep. He can make adjustments if he knows what you're experiencing. I think you should tell him that your moods have been shifting a little bit too."<br />
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"Mom, everybody has mood swings, so I'm not telling him about THAT."<br />
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"Well, your mood swings probably aren't 'normal' mood swings, they're based on your disorder. You may not SEE them, but I do."<br />
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"Well, I'm not telling him that."<br />
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Fine!<br />
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The doctor added an anti-depressant to Josh's pill regime.<br />
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"Why did he add that?"<br />
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"Cause I'm depressed?"<br />
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"Oh."<br />
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The new medication is one that does not have weight gain as a side effect and the doctor feels it might actually help suppress Josh's appetite. Josh says he feels better with this new med; more focused and more energetic.<br />
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As I talked to Josh about all this, I could tell he had done a good job of communicating with his doctor, but he said he feels so anxious when he has to meet with his doctor and therapist.<br />
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"You should probably take one of your anti-anxiety pills before your visits." (he takes these only as needed)<br />
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"Yea, I think you're right, I think it might help. I just get so self-conscious when I have to talk to them."<br />
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His doctor wants to see him again this Friday to re-check the new med and Josh sees his therapist tomorrow.<br />
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Josh needs to find a job; I think things would begin to get 'better' for him if he were working and could finally normalize his schedule. He wants so badly to work. He had a job interview last week, but the job was only part time (28 hrs a week) and it's on the other side of town. We discussed whether he should take this job or not. Josh feels so badly about the fact that I am supporting him.<br />
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"Well honey, I think it's really important that you get the <em>right </em>job. Whether you take this job or not is your decision, but I don't want you to take it if it's not a situation that's going to really work for you long term. I'd rather keep paying your bills another month or two if that means you get the right situation in the end."<br />
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I gave him several ideas about other places to apply for work, several of them are low end clerical type jobs, but I think a job like that (40 hours in a low key office environment) would be a good jumping off point for him. It's so hard for someone like Josh (no skills, no college degree) to find a job when so many people are out there looking.<br />
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We went to a movie this weekend and afterwards we were sitting at home talking and he said, "I feel so bad for you Mom, you've been through so much with me."<br />
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"Well, if you really feel that way, then keep doing what you're doing; seeing your doctor and taking your meds, because I know it's the only way you're going to be able to have a better life."<br />
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"Dr H asked me if I believe I'm Bipolar and I told him no."<br />
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"What did he say to that?"<br />
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"He just scribbled in my chart."<br />
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Yea, I just bet he scribbled in Josh's chart...probably a note to this therapist to help Josh with the issue of acceptance.<br />
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I cannot imagine what it must feel like to Josh to not 'believe' in his diagnosis, and yet, be treating it. And because he's in this headspace, I worry that he'll eventually give up the fight and stop his meds.<br />
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I have an awful lot of respect for him that he IS doing this though. I know that right now, his life pretty much sucks, and yet, he's hanging in there.<br />
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He has been spending quite a bit of time with his 'good' friends who are home from college for the summer. I dread when they all go back to school the middle of August because that will put Josh further in isolation. It would be nice if he has work by then to occupy some his time.<br />
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Josh's general demeanor isn't the only improvement I see since he began meds. He regularly cleans his apartment and that is a gigantic step. He has always lived like a sloth, but I've told him that my hairdresser, whose husband has bipolar, has told me that her husband MUST HAVE a neat organized home and work environment or she notices it causes him mood problems. Josh has been keeping his apartment very neat and tidy which amazes me.<br />
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As a mother, this journey has been so difficult, and yet, I have had to learn that this isn't MY journey. Because Josh is in treatment, I feel a huge relief, but I know that anything is possible and I try very hard to just be there for Josh in appropriate ways. I can only offer guidance and advice, but he gets to make all the decisions. Right now, for the most part, I see him making mostly good decisions and so I'm able to relax a bit with all of this.<br />
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It's very hard to know what is possible 'if only'. If only he'll stay in treatment. If only he'd get a job. But it doesn't escape my notice that NONE of this is in MY control.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-57856111675095739172011-06-27T07:28:00.000-04:002011-06-27T07:28:52.341-04:00A Book ReviewSaturday Josh and I ran errands. One of our errands was to go to the library. There was a book there I'd been advised to read. "Depression is a Choice" by A.B. Curtiss. The author believes that depression and mania can be treated without the aid of medications. The premise being that we 'learn' to follow a path of depression and that we can 'learn', or reprogram ourselves, away from depression and mania.<br />
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I have barely begun reading that book. That's not the book I want to talk about today. While looking through that section of the library, I picked up another book, "Hurry Down Sunshine" by Michael Greenberg. <br />
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Michael's daughter, Sally, suffered a manic episode at the age of fifteen. This is the story of their experiences. It was a 'difficult' read because so much of what this father experienced, mirrors what I experienced during Josh's mania and hospitalization. I could relate to his feelings of fear and sorrow.<br />
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Once his daughter came home (she was hospitalized MUCH longer than Josh was), Michael became almost obsessed with monitoring his daughter, and her reaction was just like Josh's was when *I* was obsessively monitoring him; "Do you think I'm insane? Is that it?"<br />
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Her mania, the things she said, so reminded me of the things Josh said during his manic phase, and then after, once medication had kicked in, she seemed to be trying so hard to figure out what happened, what did all this MEAN. I remember Josh expressing those same thoughts, along with shame and remorse and the realization that they could no longer trust their mind.<br />
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It was disheartening to me to read the Epilogue, to realize that, even though Sally was stabilized on medication and doing well, Bipolar continued to impact her life.<br />
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This book is very well written, and if I actually had writing skills, I could have written a very similar book based on my experiences with this disorder. The glaring differences to me, between Sally and Josh, are that Sally was a minor when she suffered her first full blown mania. Josh was already a legal adult, and that changes things a bit. First of all, when symptoms begin at a young age, the prognosis isn't as good regarding treatment, and because Josh was a legal adult, I had no real power to force treatment. The last real difference seems to be in the experiences with the mental health environment.<br />
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Sally was hospitalized longer and it seems, her family was much more active in the process than I was allowed to be. Even though Josh had signed releases allowing for an exchange of information about his condition, I was NEVER able to get much information while he was hospitalized, nor was I allowed to visit. Josh was not even close to stable with his medications when he came home and *I* was given no after care education at all.<br />
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Because Josh was given a dual diagnosis of Bipolar II AND drug dependency (pot usage), his after care focused heavily on the drug dependency and I believe this caused him to bail on the outpatient program. He didn't stay in treatment long enough to see any benefits from anything being done for him. Sally had no underlying drug use, and Sally had not been suicidal as Josh had been.<br />
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Reading this book brought back all that turmoil for me, it's a very accurate portrayal of the myriad aspects of a Bipolar diagnosis. Michael captures all those feelings of being 'lost' and 'out of control' so well. When you're first faced with this situation, you're like a newborn baby; the lights are too bright, the air is cold on your skin, you are so much out of your element and the overwhelming feeling is one of, "put me back in there to float in blissful oblivion!" You just so badly want things to return to normal.<br />
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But normal isn't easy to come by with this disorder. For the patient or for the family members. <br />
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I suppose, from my vantage point, I view this book as a cautionary tale for anyone struggling through the maze of Bipolar. You can do everything 'right'; you can find something resembling 'normal', but you can still get derailed.<br />
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It sounds like Sally has been able to fashion her life in a way that works for her. I only hope Josh is able to do the same.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-10926306267547317472011-06-18T07:15:00.000-04:002011-06-18T07:15:24.867-04:00A Sense of ResponsibilityHaving just recently made this blog 'findable' via search engines, I realize I have a responsibility to anyone who might land here seeking information, support, or a CLUE what the hell to do with THEIR Bipolar Son.<br />
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Since I began letting Search Engines 'crawl' over my blog, my stats have shown the searches that land people here on my blog.<br />
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Things like, "Should I kick my Bipolar son out of my home" and "Bipolar Son ruining my life".<br />
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My heart breaks when I see these things, because I GET it.<br />
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I get the frustration, the heartache, the FEAR. I've woken up and gone back to bed every evening with all those feelings for over a year now.<br />
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Right now Josh is receiving treatment. He's SO much 'better'. But things aren't 100% wonderful. He continues to drink alcohol on occasion, he isn't taking his medication exactly as prescribed, his sleep is upside down AND he isn't completely his 'old self'.<br />
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He isn't working and I'm paying his rent and utility bills. He just received his last check from his old job, that will be his gas and food money until it's gone.<br />
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So things aren't 'normal' yet, and there still is fear that I live with everyday. He very easily could decide to stop his medications, he might increase his alcohol usage in an attempt to 'feel better', or begin using pot again. He might refuse to see his therapist or make his next doctor appointment.<br />
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Nothing can be taken for granted with this disorder.<br />
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Other mothers who have a Bipolar son may read here and think, "Yes! I'll kick my son out. That worked for THIS mother!" But I'd hesitate for anyone to use my experience and apply it to their own situation.<br />
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Offering to help Josh get his own apartment did eventually result in him FINALLY coming to me and asking to see a doctor. The stress of trying to work everyday in the hopes that he could eventually become financially independent DID cause him to cycle to a degree that he couldn't live with, hence his request for medical help.<br />
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But any number of things could have happened as a result of handing him responsibility for his own existence. He could have killed himself. He could have done something in a mental state that resulted in police intervention. The outcome could have been very different, and I'll point out, we're not at the 'end' here. We haven't reached a 'happy ending' yet. There is no way to predict what might happen today, or tomorrow.<br />
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I'll also mention that in the year and half since all this 'began', Josh's condition, everything I've tried to do to help him, has spiraled me into debt. I HAD a nice little savings account and no debt. I now have NO savings and have had to use my equity line of credit to help him. My debt is mounting. Even if Josh were to stay in treatment and slowly become financially independent from me, the amount of debt I have amassed will leave me battling it for YEARS.<br />
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The fact of the matter is, that for Josh to get the medical help he needs, *I* have to pay for it. He isn't able to, and no one is going to treat him if someone isn't paying the bills.<br />
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We are 'lucky' in the sense that Josh has a private health insurance policy. *I* have been maintaining the payments for his insurance to the tune of $200+ a month. I have refused to let him become uninsured, my fear being that he'll never be able to get insurance with this diagnosis. Our state insurance plan requires that you be uninsured for six months to qualify. How stupid is that?!!<br />
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But even with insurance, the uninsured costs of Josh's care (especially his hospitalization last year) are staggering. Plus I'm supporting him, trying to help him stay in his own apartment.<br />
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Would I suggest this to anyone else in my situation? No. I wouldn't suggest <em>anything</em> to anyone. Bipolar manifests itself differently in each person. There is no ONE way to treat it, there is no ONE way to move through all this.<br />
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I have moved through it by the seat of my pants. I've made many missteps and I've occasionally 'lucked out'. <br />
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More than anything I would hope that any other mother of a Bipolar son who might read here would find comfort in the knowledge that they're not alone, but I sure wouldn't want them to ACT with their child based on my experiences with MY child.<br />
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There's too much at stake and everyone moves through this disorder very differently. Every situation is different, everyone's circumstances are very unique.<br />
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Having researched this disorder till I'm SICK TO DEATH of it, I have come to believe that Josh's symptoms, the way this disorder manifests itself in HIM, is very mild compared to many. Yet, even though it's 'mild', it has totally derailed his life and without treatment he'll never have a 'normal', functioning life. I cannot imagine having to deal with more severe symptoms.<br />
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The best advice I can give, is the best advice I've received. Over and over again I'm told to take care of myself first. My friend A reminds me that when flight attendants give their safety talk, they admonish passengers to put on their own oxygen masks, before helping others. <br />
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In all of this, sometimes the ONLY thing you can do at any given moment, is to take care of YOU, because so often, you cannot really take care of THEM. As I've moved through this, I've done my best in each moment and then tried very hard to let go of it. Let go and let God.<br />
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That's hard to do when the outcome is so fraught with negative possibilities, but the reality is you have to continue to live your life and make the best of a bad situation.<br />
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Easy to say, often not so easy to do. I'd be lying if I said I haven't cried myself to sleep many times over the last year and a half. And sometimes, that's what you NEED to do. Let it out and then regroup and face the next day with renewed determination.<br />
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One thing I know for sure is I won't give up. Not yet. Easily HALF the homeless people you see on a street corner talking gibberish are people who have a mental illness and their families have been forced to finally 'give up'. I don't ever want to be faced with deciding to give up on Josh, but someday I might have to.<br />
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At what point do you decide that you can do no more? I don't know, I just know that I haven't reached that point yet. Not by a long shot.<br />
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For me, there is always the option of letting Josh move back in with me. The only upside to that is the money that would be saved. The downside though is that it will negatively impact my day to day life AND it might 'allow' Josh to not fight so hard for himself, for independence.<br />
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Bottom line, day by day is how you cope with this. It isn't helpful to project and try to figure out the future, because things change with this disorder so quickly. You make the best decisions you can make and then sit back and wait to see what happens.<br />
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That's what I'm doing, waiting to see what happens next.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-14934303259004420322011-06-16T06:56:00.000-04:002011-06-16T06:56:11.019-04:00An Update... A LONG ONE (but the most promising one I've ever written)Sorry about that, I had to take my blog offline for a short time.<br />
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Josh had borrowed my laptop, and then he called and needed the password to MY user profile. He was having cable/internet installed and needed logged in as administrator.<br />
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I hadn't anticipated this eventuality and I didn't want him to 'find' this blog while logged in under my profile.<br />
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He has asked me not to write about him, and I've grappled with that. While I understand his position, I also feel like I have a right to share *my* part of this story. I do so here on my blog anonymously. Josh is not my son's real name. Were someone to happen upon this blog who knows us in real life, and then if they took the time to READ a large portion of it, they might be able to put two and two together and realize who we really ARE.<br />
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I've told Josh, "I write about my experience with this as a mother, and I do it anonymously. You know honey, there may be other mother's out there who are struggling as I have and if something I write helps just one other mother, well, I feel a need to do it. But more than that, it helps me. It helps me to 'put it out there'.<br />
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So I will continue to write here, and starting today, I'm changing my settings to have google crawl over my blog. Previously, I'd not made this blog 'findable' through searches. That changes today.<br />
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On this blog, there is 'misinformation'.....because my knowledge base is forever changing. I've been forced to LEARN about this disorder, as my son's experience with it has changed.<br />
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The biggest thing I've learned through all of this is that with this disorder, nothing is set in stone, there is no ONE experience with it, no ONE treatment for it, no ONE right path to take.<br />
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Now, for an update on Josh.<br />
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After moving into his apartment, while working mostly third shifts at a restaurant, he began really struggling. It seemed to me that he was cycling every few days. One day he'd be manic and animated, a few days later he would be an emotional wreck.<br />
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This played havoc with his work responsibilities. He'd call in sick frequently, because when it was time to go to work, he was a crying, gooey mess. He even had this happen AT work.<br />
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During this time I was deeply concerned. It seemed that the stress of LIFE; the stress of work, the stress surrounding beginning to be responsible for RENT and EXPENSES, was too much for him.<br />
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And I beat myself up. *I* did this to him! I offered to help him with an apartment and he couldn't handle the stress!<br />
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Just about the time I was considering what other alternatives were available, he came to me and said, "You had asked me to see a doctor for a second opinion. Find me a doctor."<br />
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Over a year after his Bipolar diagnosis, and he finally had ASKED to see a doctor! Happy days.<br />
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Well, not so much. And I KNEW this. I KNEW that his request to SEE a doctor was just the first tiny baby step.<br />
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I researched doctors and made an appointment with one who was recommended to me. <br />
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A few hours before we were to go to the doctor Josh called me. He was filling out paperwork to take with us. "What is this doctor's name?"<br />
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I told him and he wigged out!<br />
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Apparently this doctor was the doctor he'd seen while hospitalized and he hated him. Well, to be fair, he hated everything about that hospital experience, but he felt this doctor didn't listen to him; asked questions and never waited for an answer. "Mom, he never spent more than two minutes with me. I'm not going to see him."<br />
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"Well, the hospital experience is much different than private practice. In the hospital, the doctors have such a heavy case load, they don't have TIME to spend like they do in their own offices. Can't you give this a try since we already have an appointment?"<br />
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"NO!"<br />
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"OK, well, I'll call them and cancel the appointment and we'll find another doctor."<br />
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"Forget it, I don't wanna do this anyway. Just forget the whole thing."<br />
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I was crestfallen. And I was ANGRY! "Way to have my back God!! Thanks a lot! Of ALL the doctors I researched...I chose THIS one?!!! WHY?!!!"<br />
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Hey! I had to take my frustration out on someone and God seemed like he could handle it.<br />
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I never KNEW the name of Josh's doctor in the hospital. I had left countless messages asking him to call me, but NO ONE ever called me with the exception of the Social Worker.<br />
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A week went by, with Josh continuing to cycle, continuing to have issues as a result.<br />
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He came back to me, very dejected, and said, "OK, I've researched this till I'm sick of it. It's hard for me to think that I really am Bipolar, but everything seems to point to it. I know one thing, I can't live like this, so I'll go see that doctor."<br />
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Of course, I was thrilled, but of course, I knew this was just one more tiny baby step.<br />
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Turns out that the doctor I had found wouldn't be available to see Josh for WEEKS. I wasn't willing to wait WEEKS; Josh needed help NOW. I discussed with the receptionist other alternatives and was told that Dr. H could see him within a few days. I had been referred to two doctors in this practice, and Dr H. wasn't one of them. I grappled with this decision. I knew that whoever saw Josh was going to have to be AMAZING. I was only going to get this one chance to get him in front of a doctor. But my options were limited and so I made an appointment with Dr. H.<br />
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I went with Josh to his appointment, but he didn't want me to go back with him. When he came out he had a prescription for blood work, a sample pack of an anti-psychotic, a prescription for an anti-anxiety medication and a prescription for a mood stabilizer (an epilepsy medication).<br />
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He said he liked the doctor a lot, that he felt HEARD and that the doctor had explained all the medications to him. The doctor asked him to see a therapist there at the practice named David. He told Josh that therapy was as important as the medications.<br />
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He told Josh that the Bipolar II diagnosis was spot on, that he felt Josh had been experiencing episodes of hypomania and that he has a separate generalized anxiety disorder.<br />
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Josh began taking these medications and the results were almost instantaneous. The changes in him were amazing. He LOOKED better! He was no longer white as a ghost, the dark circles under his eyes were gone and he had LIFE in his eyes. He smiled, he joked! His entire demeanor was different. <br />
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Amazing!<br />
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A week later he came to see me and told me that he didn't like the medications. We had a long talk where he told me that he could see the positives, "On one hand I'm getting all these good things; I'm happier, I'm coping better and all that, but I feel like on the other hand I'm losing the part of myself I love the most."<br />
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"OK, but Josh, give this some time. It seems to me that as your body gets better adapted to this medication the positives will increase, and by simply functioning better, you'll regain and actually be able to benefit on that other side."<br />
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In the end, I got him to agree to stay on the medication and then talk to his doctor about how he's feeling at his next visit, just a few days away.<br />
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I went with him to that appointment and I joined him when he met with the doctor. I told the doctor that Josh wasn't sure he wanted to remain on medications and that he questions whether he's really Bipolar.<br />
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This doctor is Indian, and talks very distinctly. "OK Josh, let me ask you, does this medication seem to be helping at ALL?"<br />
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"Yea, I'm happier and I'm not so anxious. I'm able to cope really well and everything."<br />
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"OK, now, what side effects are you having?"<br />
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"Well, I take that anti-psychotic right before bed and it's messing me up. I sleep for like 12 hours. I've slept through my alarm and I miss work. I slept through 18 calls from my manager the other day!"<br />
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"OK, well, what I'd like you to do is take just half on nights when you have to work. The rest of the time, take the full dosage. That should help clear up that problem. OK, any more side effects?"<br />
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"No, I haven't noticed anything."<br />
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"OK Josh, this is what I want to say to you. You are on the lowest dosages of all these medications possible. You are seeing very positive effects and no side effects. Do you know how LUCKY you are? Don't think of this as Bipolar if you don't want to. Doesn't matter WHAT was wrong with you that was making you unable to function, this medication is working! Here's what I want you to do. I want you to commit to continuing these medications for one month. I'll see you back in a month and I can almost guarantee you that you'll see more positives AND you'll realize you haven't sacrificed anything on the other side. It's only been 11 days; in another month you will become stable on these drugs and I think you'll be pleased. I want you to see David regularly too. OK?"<br />
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Josh willingly agreed to this. <br />
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Since then he's had trouble getting all his dosages in as scheduled due to his wacky work schedule. He met with David and really liked him and I think he got a lot out of their first session. He sees David again next week.<br />
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He wound up quitting his job because they were very upset he'd slept through those 18 phone calls. He tried to explain that he'd been on new medication and had since seen the doctor who adjusted his dosage, but his manager kept yelling, wouldn't listen, and so he quit.<br />
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Probably for the best anyway. Josh needs a DAYTIME schedule that is static. He's actively seeking a new job.<br />
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For the most part, I feel like I have my son back again. On this medicine, it's like we've rolled back the clock about a year and a half. He is functioning better in every way. Occasionally his mood seems a little off, but I don't think he's consistently taking his meds on time AND it sounds like he's drinking alcohol on occasion. I've talked with him about this, about how alcohol disrupts what the medicine is trying to control, but I can get nowhere with him on that front.<br />
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Of course, I'd love to see him continue on these meds and with therapy. IF he would continue down THIS path, I feel confident that he can regain a normal life. But with this disorder there are no givens. I realize that he could step off this path at any point and I see my job as being the one to REMIND him how bad it was before he started treatment.<br />
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As a mother, the one thing I'd like to feel is secure where he is concerned. When you face a crisis, there is nothing better than that feeling of finally being able to let out a big sigh when it's over; that calming breath you get to take when you finally get on the other side of it.<br />
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It's sad to me to know that it may be a very long time before I feel confident that I can let out this breath I've been holding for the last year and a half.<br />
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Everything happens for a reason. I LOVE Josh's doctor, so all that yelling I did at God? Well, I've had to apologize for questioning his plan. THIS doctor is the one Josh was supposed to see and that's exactly what happened.<br />
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Josh said to me last night, "I don't know how you've done this Mom. How have you gotten through all this?"<br />
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"Well, first of all I love you. I would walk through fire for one of my kids, but secondly, none of this is your fault. You were dealt a crappy hand, right at the VERY moment your adult life should have been taking flight. I won't stop fighting for you until I see you soaring."Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8407895601492380244.post-49252598968611781792011-05-03T08:21:00.000-04:002011-05-03T08:21:21.505-04:00A LONG Talk with JoshI was driving to a client appointment yesterday morning when Josh called. I sat in the parking lot at my client's office for over an hour talking to him.<br />
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He had a lot to say and finally I asked, "Honey, are you a bit manic today?"<br />
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"No, I took an adderall because I have a lot to get done today and it makes me like this."<br />
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"Well, be careful with those, I've read that they can trigger a manic episode."<br />
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He told me that he's staying at his job, but that he's embarrassed because the night he gave his notice he'd had a 'breakdown', complete with tears. <br />
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"Did something happen that upset you?"<br />
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"No, nothing at work, but something I was thinking about upset me."<br />
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This triggered my memory. As a Junior in High School Josh worked at a local grocery store as a stock boy. He had an emotional breakdown, complete with tears, one night there too. He had been having issues with his Dad and in thinking about that situation, he had a breakdown.<br />
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This made me think about some of the other jobs he'd gone through back then. His first job ever was at Target, stocking shelves. He was there maybe six months when he quit because he hated it and the people. Then he worked at the grocery, which he quit and then he worked as a busboy at a local breakfast/lunch restaurant. He quit that job too. Then he landed at the video store, and he worked there for over two years. He was in his element at that job, which is why I think he stayed as long as he did. But it makes me wonder if Bipolar wasn't present back then to some degree.<br />
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Anyway, Josh had been reading and reading about schizophrenia in an OLD, OLD encyclopedia set his Dad had given him. He seems to be trying very hard to figure out what's wrong with him.<br />
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"Well honey, reading that probably isn't helpful, the information is so outdated."<br />
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"Yea but Mom, this Bipolar thing seems so fuzzy, I just can't figure out where I fit into all this."<br />
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"Well Bipolar IS fuzzy, it manifests itself so differently in each individual person, but a doctor should be able to wade through it all and make an accurate diagnosis."<br />
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I told Josh about Jim Phelp's book and the Mood spectrum he describes and that I've felt that Josh falls on the depressive side with a slight underlying mania that feeds his negative thoughts.<br />
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"Yes! Now that sounds like what I'm feeling."<br />
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I told him to come by and get my Kindle so he could read the book, that I thought it would be helpful to him.<br />
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He talked a lot about how his mind is working and he said he has had a few auditory hallucinations, where he hears music. "Living in an apartment is great though, if I hear something I just assume it's the neighbors."<br />
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He was concerned that those hallucinations are an indicator of schizophrenia.<br />
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"Well, a woman I know who has Bipolar told me that she has hallucinations too, but that she KNOWS they're hallucinations. A schizophrenic often doesn't realize that what they're experiencing isn't real."<br />
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"Well that's reassuring. When I have them, I KNOW they're not real. I guess I've been thinking that since I have those I MUST be schizophrenic."<br />
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"No, and really honey, from the reading I did about it, I really don't think you need to worry about that. So many of the symptoms between the two conditions are the same, but you HAVE to have significant hallucinations to qualify as a schizophrenic."<br />
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"Oh good. But what about my paranoia."<br />
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"Well, do you think people are out to get you?"<br />
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"No, not really, it's more like I think people are talking about me and stuff like that."<br />
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"What I read about a paranoid schizophrenic is that they SERIOUSLY think people are out to get them, like tapping their phones, poisoning their food, stuff like that. I think maybe your anxiety is what feeds those thoughts that people are talking about you and stuff. I really think that anxiety is a big part of your problem actually and I think a good anti-anxiety medication could really help you, in fact, that could be all you need, I don't know."<br />
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"I agree, I think I need something for anxiety."<br />
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Josh expressed concerns about the costs of all this care.<br />
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"Well, I've kept your health insurance in force and I'm glad I've done that. Yes, this will cost some money, but it will be basic co-pays. Think about how much more expensive it would be if you didn't address this and wound back up in the hospital."<br />
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"True, but I know money is so tight for you right now."<br />
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"Honey, please don't worry about that, I don't want you stressed about money. You concentrate on getting well and working towards being able to handle your own rent and living expenses."<br />
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"Well, I've already got $70 saved up for my June rent. We talked about me giving you $200 this month and that shouldn't be a problem."<br />
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Josh stopped by in the afternoon to get my Kindle, use my computer and do some laundry.<br />
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I spent a couple of hours with him, but then I had to leave for a late afternoon client appointment. Before I left I told him, "Honey, I am so proud of you. I know this is so hard, all of it, and I'm so proud that you are self aware and intelligent enough to process this and want to get help."<br />
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The look on his face told me that he appreciated my comment.<br />
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"I keep thinking about things like being on medicine and never being able to drink again. I guess it's hard to accept that there are things I can't do anymore."<br />
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I told him about the essay I'd read on acceptance and that the woman who wrote it expressed that very same thing, "but she realized after struggling against this disorder for twenty years, that she could either accept the limitations this presented so that she could stay healthy and have a good life, or she could continue to quit jobs, throw away relationships and travel the country like a vagabond and never really find any satisfaction. "Josh, it's a choice that every Bipolar person has to make. You have to CHOSE to accept the limitations so you can stay healthy."<br />
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"Yea, I guess so, but that is hard."<br />
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"I know it is honey and honestly, there are people who have Bipolar who are able to occasionally drink in reasonable quantities. They just know that doing so will throw them a little off kilter and they prepare for it and handle it. They know they can't go on a bender, but they can have a beer or two once in a while. Other people just can't drink, either because of the Bipolar or the medication they're on. All this is unknown for you right now and you'll have to figure out as you go along what is possible for you and what actually causes your illness to get worse."<br />
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Right now, and really since he moved into his apartment, Josh's mood has stayed in the normal range, possibly leaning alittle more towards mania actually, but the depression has lifted. I know that the depression can settle back in at anytime though and I don't think in a depressive state, Josh would be able to maintain this desire to get help. So for me, time is of the essence here.<br />
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I'm waiting for Josh to text me his schedule for this week so I can call the doctor and make an appointment. I will adjust MY schedule to accommodate this.Have the T-shirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12144662999404716735noreply@blogger.com0