Monday, March 31, 2014

Seeing The Light

As it stands right now things are looking pretty good for Thomas. I've been wanting to write about this for a couple weeks but have held off because I wanted to be sure about what I was seeing. Besides the police car incident, he is doing better. I have to be honest about this too, I am relieved and I am thankful to God. A part of me has wondered if because my daddy passed if I was given this gift of Thomas' better health because I couldn't have handled them both together if Thomas were sicker. To me, right now, it is a gift and one I am not going to squander.

Last night, however, he was supposed to work. Thomas came to me about 2 and said he was nauseated. I kind of let it go. By 3 he was back in front of me complaining of nausea again and asked if he should call in sick to work for the night. I took his temperature and asked him what he was feeling and he didn't seem very sick to me. I didn't know what the nausea was from. Then I thought it might be anxiety so I asked him where his level was. It was a 3. Well, a 3 has become the new normal for him, at least that's how I've come to see it so I didn't think too much of that either. We talked about what it meant to call in sick and I told him he would be better to face things and work anyway. I told him it was up to him what he should do but I felt that if he chose to call in sick that he should do it sooner than later so they could find someone to fill his shift in time. I also thought that if the stomach upset was nerves then by work time he'd be feeling pretty rotten because when he's anxious he's sick. We talked about it all and then I told him it was up to him. I started to leave his room and he said to me, "I'm going to go ahead and call in sick." It was his choice to make and he made it so I just said, "OK" and let it go.

By dinner time he emerged from his room perfectly fine and ate dinner with us and had dessert. So much for the nausea. It makes me wonder now if the nausea really was anxiety related. In the spirit of not giving him the 3rd degree though, I will never know.

The night before last he had also not slept. He had tossed and turned until 2am. I don't know what that's about but I left that alone too. You know? This not acting like a worried mom thing is very hard. So many times I want to ask questions but I don't and I won't. He is still decreasing the clozaril with the goal being to be off of it completely. That seems to be going very well but then physically I would imagine that it would. We're getting it out of his system so any physical benefits would be good. I can't help but keep an eye on things though because the clozaril was originally put in place for a reason. I don't know, I guess we'll see.

All in all though things are moving forward slowly but surely. I like to think we're headed into a good period where he will be ok for a while. I don't have a lot of faith that it'll stick because no med has worked for very long but I am going to take any time free from symptoms that I can get. Hopefully I'll have some sense to make the best of this so that I'm better prepared for when things go south again.

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