Happy Saturday! This is along rant, so bear with me. We are finally zoning in on Maes medical issues. Much of it is tied to her anxiety. The Mindfulness Therapy is working for her. She had only one major meltdown in three weeks and I will confess to be the cause of it. Her fatigue and loss of muscle tone is most likely due to depression. Her anxiety was masking the signs of depression. She was either in a great mood or in panic attacks. Now that the panic is in more control, we can clearly see signs of depression and are working on that; hopefully, through therapy and without further medication. Her psychiatrist is worth the outrageous fee we pay. However, that does not explain unusual bleeding from different places. While we think the anxiety is the catalyst for the issues, we have to find out exactly what the physical issue is. So Mae needs to go to a GI specialist and get testing done. The group she was referred to only has afternoon appointments between 1 and 3:30. The earliest I can get an appointment is December 4. I am going out on a limb and say she has an ulcer. College is still so difficult for her, but she is making progress. Alex is still having issues, but he is making progress. I know I complain that they are driving me to nuts, and they are. But I still have the proper perspective when I step back and breathe. As I was leaving work Friday, another para stopped me to warn me about the difficult time my former school friend was having and his deterioration; which seems to be escalating. Earlier in the week, another para told us about the issues facing a new friend of ours and a collective heart break with tears occurred. I also have friends and colleagues who have been dealt hard life blows that will take months or even years to recover. Some of them may never fully return to where they were before. So as I am looking at my day and how difficult this weekend is going to be trying to pick up pieces from firebombs of the week, I fully recognized how blessed I am. I may be driven to nuts, but the drive will be a scenic one. My kids issues can either be fixed or they will have enough therapy to help them cope. Mae is engaged to the most considerate young man I have ever met. He is learning about ASD and anxiety, helping her through her attacks and helping her plan for the future. Alex has a core group of friends who put up with perseveration and all that goes with Aspie. In the end, my kids will lead fully productive and wonder filled lives. It will just take a little longer than normal to get there. Blessing have been heaped upon my family and I am fully aware. I just sometimes forget in the heat of the moment. So Praise be to God and I pray that I remember more often.
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 12:28:23 +0000
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