This Crazy Life

Today marks three weeks home from the hospital.  Three weeks that we’ve maintained stability.  I think this is our longest stretch ever.  I can tell it’s getting harder.  I’m getting accused every meal and snack of messing with something.  The paranoia is increasing every time anyone enters the kitchen or the garage.  She knows someone…

Friday, we met with her therapist and dietician.  I think we had good appointments with both of them.  She of course talks about us adding to all of her food.  How she knows we are.  We spent a lot of time talking about how we aren’t, and the scale is showing that.  Her therapist asked…

Last night I was talking to a friend and we were talking about how hard this has to be for a single parent.  We are both so lucky to have a supportive spouse.  We both agreed the brunt of it falls on our shoulders as the mom, but the dads are definitely in this fight…

This is a treatment program I am currently looking at.  It sounds really promising.  They do brain mapping when they first admit.  They do neuro feedback as a treatment modality.  They keep them in residential treatment longer than just getting them weight restored.  They told me they are really good at fighting insurance companies that…

So we were in the hospital, again.  But this time was different.  We actually saw the “on-call” ED doctor on Saturday and Sunday.  Typically no one comes by on the weekend other than the hospitalist.  Which would have been just fine in this case as this doctor was very old, couldn’t hear and was of…

I’ve been doing a lot of reading and learning about the use of psychedelics and the mental illnesses they can help treat.  This was actually studied back in the 50s with very promising results.  All researched was stopped when the war on drugs began and we lost years of progress.  But it’s back, and it…

We got out of the hospital on Sunday.  Hospital stay #7 if you’re keeping count.  They wheeled her out this time.  Her heart is still struggling.  She’s still sick, but she’s stable.  While she was in the hospital, I took her apt times with our dietician and therapist and spoke to them both.  We really…