He’s doing a lot better, with the hero seeming to be gabapentin. There was another med but I forget what it is. Before them he had quite a few episodes of just doing strange things. He can’t drive now, so he took a bus to a Petsmart and returned with a $200 bird / cage / stuff. His wife was furious – money was very tight – and he had no idea why he bought it; he doesn’t even like birds. Fortunately, they were able to return it. He hasn’t done that sort of thing for more than a year now.
That is so sad!
Pause One Second?
Yep. He has mostly recovered from it ten years later. The bedtime thing was soon after his memory began working almost normally, but he was still frustrated all the time. It is unlikely he will ever be able to hold a job.
Indeed. It costs money for the IRS to go after somebody for unreported income. If they can’t get somewhere above a hundred dollars from it they come out on the losing end.
However, the threshold is around $1000 if the income is documented. My wife won $1350something on a slot machine and I didn’t put it on the tax return. About a year later I got a form letter saying I should pay the $300 something on it or dispute it. We owed the tax so I just paid it.
They are a learning experience. Behaviors like this are just some of the many typical adventures we face; chronic or serious diseases and disorders are the real challenges. Forming a good adult from a crying baby is a major undertaking, but that is the life of a human. Helping a small child face leukemia is a different thing. (The worst we had was moderately severe asthma – $200,000 worth.)
We are all here to spin the wheel of fortune and carry on.
Not so good. The child is still wound up but is increasingly fatigued until they give up. From the adult perspective it works – the child is worn out and gives up – but from the child’s perspective it is another loss in a series of losses. Why does nobody care about me?
This brings me back to the only successful PTSD treatment I have ever even heard of. After 30 years of suffering, I was referred to a therapist (as a result of a reaction at work) who said it would take about ten sessions. I thought “this man has no idea” but he did! His basic technique was very simple: do something relaxing and not stimulating for 30 minutes before going to bed. Soft music is okay; watching comedies is not because of the extra stimulation of sight. Within two months the PTSD faded to almost nothing. Imagine the effect of a parent or babysitter reading interesting or funny stories to children in bed, with nothing but “goodnight” between that and sleep. All is well….
Definitely! What the kids experience is a pleasant minute or two with the parents, no scolding, quiet and comfortable surroundings…. Longer is better but not crucial.
Poor Old Soul?