I have reached the point where I think I’m actually going to crack. Lizze and I both are on the far side of our limits. Lizze is in a fibro flare so bad she can’t literally can’t move without tears streaming down her face. My back went out again a few days ago.
Gavin is in the middle of a manic phase. He is up all night running in circles and playing with toys. He’s losing his grip on reality. He’s back in his imaginary world. In this world he’s the ruler of 9 other worlds. He is consistently destroying the evil enemies. He says he can “smell their dark evil”. When he is in this place he can’t remember anything (he remembers even less the usual). He has no fear and an even lesser sense of right and wrong then he typically does.
Gavin has hit puberty so his meds need to be adjusted again. The problem is that it took us almost 3 or 4 years to find this dose that seemed to kind of work. He metabolizes his meds in a very strange fashion. Meds tend to only work for a VERY short time. He reaches the max limit and then has to be switched. We have a very difficult time finding a balance of meds and therapy that helps keep him grounded in reality..
Lost and Tired