I would post pictures of him, but he said he would divorce me. I had to think about that one. Then it dawned on me that I am still on unemployment - so paying all of my own bills at this juncture is not a good idea. So you will have to visualize him with his head wrapped in white gauze, huge black eye and a ear skilfully sutured back onto his head.
So, what happened you ask?
My son happened. My son has schizophrenia. Living with schizophrenia can rip the fabric of a family apart at the seams. When he refuses his medication he parts from reality and the delusions & paranoia manifest in violence. Unfortunately his violence is often directed at John.
The laws in Washington State make caring for these children next to impossible. The only way we have been able to get help for him is by getting him out of our state and have had him admitted in facilities in other states, such as San Marcos, TX. Now that he is 18 it is harder. Still we managed to have him admitted into a facility a few days ago and are praying they do not just 'treat' and 'street' him. Put a medication bandage on the problem then dump him back into our laps without the legal 'oomph' to force him into therapy or to take his meds. Although in their defense...there is nothing that can be done. The trick to treating this is behavioral/cognitive therapy and medication management - combined with supervision. Ever tried to supervise a normal 18 year old? That in itself is difficult...now think about one who thinks the medication is actually uranium and radiating his brain and will try to kill you if you force him to take it.
Washington State law says if the person is not a immediate threat to themselves or others - you cannot force them into treatment. Even if they recently tried to kill someone - if the doctor asks them "Do you want to hurt yourself or another person" and they say "No"....they have to release them. Does that make sense to you? Since when should a patient who is out of their mind be allowed to decide what is in their best interest?
Sorry, off my soap box now.
So, that is in a nutshell why there are large gaps in my posts. Crazy life gets in the way.
On really bad days all I have to do is look at this face...
Like sunlight after a long period of rain, he lights up my day.
Such a doofus...
I love him more than...well...chocolate and cheetos. And that is a whole bunch.
Warm fuzzy goober of my heart.
Everyone should have a big goofy snuggle pup.
Must schmush his face with kisses.
He may not know how to work sheep but he sure knows how to work my heart strings.
I hope he made you smile too.