Wow, it's been a while since I've been in here! Sorry about that for anyone who's actually been reading this thing. There's never any comments, so I am never really sure.
Anyways, since the last posting, it's been 2 weeks or more, so a decent amount has happened! Firstly, I had another decent bout of chest pain. I worried I was having a heart attack. Since I really can't afford another ER bill, I waited til the next day and called the clinic, saw the doc the next day, she didn't seem horribly worried. They never do. I went for another Echocardiogram, an EKG and a Pulmonary Function Test, and she prescribed an inhaler. As Adria says, "They still haven't figured out what that is yet? It's been at least two years you have periodic chest pain!" No idea. No one knows. I'm an enigma. Of course at this visit, I totally forgot to get my urinalysis results, so who knows on that too, but I'm hoping they were fine and that's why no one said anything. Next appointment I'll figure it out. I'll make a list. I'm good with them. I nearly have Alzheimer's without them some days.
Dayna's had 2 therapy appointments and a doctor's appointment. The first appointment she was up nearly 2 days straight and refused to get out of the car again. She hasn't done that in a while. She likes this therapist. Since she's been stable on her meds she hasn't done this. Back in June, her father and the doc decided to decrease her meds because they didn't know what they were doing for her. Hello! THIS is what they do for her...they prevent these things...the up for 2 days, the sudden flip from chatty happy to utter refusal to speak or move. The therapist came downstairs and sat at the car and did therapy there. I don't know what she said to her, but Dayna perked up. When we saw the doc I reviewed everything, all her behaviors, the doc looked at her father and said, "I guess the meds DO do something for her." I sat there wondering why no one ever listens to me...I am speaking English, aren't I? So long story short, her dose increased again - not all the way up, I told the doc I was not upping it that much that fast because she is very sensitive to it. When she started this med at half this dose she was sedated for 6 days! They just screwed her up weaning her off it, I was not going to torture her slamming her back up so fast!
The following week she had an outburst on Monday where she froze up before singing in front of people, then flipped into a crying spell curled into the fetal position. She screamed at me that I needed to kick everyone out of the house. I refused. She put on her shoes and headed to the lake. I told her I'll come. She said no. I went anyway, followed 5 minutes behind her and sat two benches away. When she has her friend with her, I have no problem with the girls going to the lake. It's right across the street. If there weren't so many trees in my neighbors lot, I could see it from my window. But I don't like her going alone. She has social anxiety issues sometimes and avoids people. I don't know who's at the lake, if there's any riff raff...she just wasn't in the right state of mind to deal with that.
She told me to go home. I said no, I'm tired, my back hurts, I'm gonna sit here and rest and stare at the water and the ducks. I then shooed her off and told her to go sit on her bench, this one's mine. She made a weird face while trying to make sense out of that and promptly sat down on my bench with me. After a few minutes of me talking about the ducks or ignoring her, she started talking and we walked back home. Within a half hour she was hanging out in the living room like nothing happened. Two days later she had a lovely therapy session, all better!
This past weekend she's been in Salem, Massachusetts with her dad. Dayna decided for "vacation" she wanted to go where they had the witch trials. I haven't seen her since they came back yesterday, but all the text messages make it seem like she had a great time. I don't know if she made it to the spiritual store I gave her the address for. I thought maybe she could find some nice candles or gems or something. I'm sure she'll surprise me with something tomorrow when she comes home! I miss her.
edited 8/28 - I got a hug. My daughter came back from Salem and gave me a hug. She brought me something from Seattle, escapes me what it was right now, but I KNOW she got me something, she got B a golf ball. From Salem - I get a hug! :-)
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