Class of July 2013 Part 44
Oh, dear Croutie, I really hope the LP will lead to a diagnosis. You must be so worried. Keep pushing for answers. Just recently finished Brain on Fire, by Susannah Cahalan where she had a rare brain autoimmune encephalitis that mimicked a psychotic illness. She had good family support and they kept pushing the doctors, wouldn't believe she should just languish in a psych ward.
Same goes for you and your dear Shaun, Snoozy, don't be fobbed off by uppity doctors! Your sons illness does not sound like a conversion disorder to me, Croutie.
Praying you get answers soon.
Same goes for you and your dear Shaun, Snoozy, don't be fobbed off by uppity doctors! Your sons illness does not sound like a conversion disorder to me, Croutie.
Praying you get answers soon.
Thanks for the info. I am going to mention that to my Son, so he can ask the Dr. about it.
My husband is with him as we speak, and just called me very upset about his condition.... :-( It is just heartbreaking. It is just going on too long, with no improvement.
Thank you for being so caring.
Croutie
Hi Leshar,
Thanks for the info. I am going to mention that to my Son, so he can ask the Dr. about it.
My husband is with him as we speak, and just called me very upset about his condition.... :-( It is just heartbreaking. It is just going on too long, with no improvement.
Thank you for being so caring.
Croutie
Thanks for the info. I am going to mention that to my Son, so he can ask the Dr. about it.
My husband is with him as we speak, and just called me very upset about his condition.... :-( It is just heartbreaking. It is just going on too long, with no improvement.
Thank you for being so caring.
Croutie
Hello all,
Suze, all the best as you begin college!
I dreamt about my father who died in 2001. His funeral actually was on Sept 11. We learned about the horrors of that day just as we were leaving the cemetery.
Anyway, my sister was in the dream too. All the parent care fell to her as she was the only one of us who lived near. She's in England and my parents were in N. Ireland. She worked tirelessly as each of my parents failed, sorting out medical care, a nursing home for my mother, being on her own with my father when he died suddenly. All while working full time and with a young family.
I think she's just become worn out with life and drinks to cope. She is highly functioning, but very unhappy, I believe.
I woke up feeling bad that I've been so hard on her in my mind. She just can't cope and isn't in touch and I need to accept this. I wrote her a brief email to ask if she was ok, and invited her to FaceTime. I know she means me no ill will. I just get a bee in my bonnet about her lack of being in touch, but I forget that she is trying to cope and has very little to give others, sadly.
I still can't bring myself to contact my friend who is dallying though.
Anyway, the director, Paul, has written a wee part in his play with me in mind. We had a read through of the first act yesterday. It's a "silly romp" as he calls it, lots of funny characters. I think this is sort of a thank you to me for my work in his last play. I can't turn it down, even though it's not really great theatre. I just hope I can get a refund for my course and the grant lady will be upset at this change. But I reckon it's a legitimate reason, I mean why turn down the chance to be on stage? You take courses to learn, but I will be learning in the play too. I wish I could do both. In this community, you just don't turn this guy down. The difficult stage manager is there again, but I'm on stage this time, not her drone!
Croutie, thinking of you and your family. Same goes to you, Bob, and Snoozy.
Much love to all.
Suze, all the best as you begin college!
I dreamt about my father who died in 2001. His funeral actually was on Sept 11. We learned about the horrors of that day just as we were leaving the cemetery.
Anyway, my sister was in the dream too. All the parent care fell to her as she was the only one of us who lived near. She's in England and my parents were in N. Ireland. She worked tirelessly as each of my parents failed, sorting out medical care, a nursing home for my mother, being on her own with my father when he died suddenly. All while working full time and with a young family.
I think she's just become worn out with life and drinks to cope. She is highly functioning, but very unhappy, I believe.
I woke up feeling bad that I've been so hard on her in my mind. She just can't cope and isn't in touch and I need to accept this. I wrote her a brief email to ask if she was ok, and invited her to FaceTime. I know she means me no ill will. I just get a bee in my bonnet about her lack of being in touch, but I forget that she is trying to cope and has very little to give others, sadly.
I still can't bring myself to contact my friend who is dallying though.
Anyway, the director, Paul, has written a wee part in his play with me in mind. We had a read through of the first act yesterday. It's a "silly romp" as he calls it, lots of funny characters. I think this is sort of a thank you to me for my work in his last play. I can't turn it down, even though it's not really great theatre. I just hope I can get a refund for my course and the grant lady will be upset at this change. But I reckon it's a legitimate reason, I mean why turn down the chance to be on stage? You take courses to learn, but I will be learning in the play too. I wish I could do both. In this community, you just don't turn this guy down. The difficult stage manager is there again, but I'm on stage this time, not her drone!
Croutie, thinking of you and your family. Same goes to you, Bob, and Snoozy.
Much love to all.
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