yet again we JUST BARELY escaped the hospital and the police because of Fred. By sheer LUCK the neighbors didn’t call the police and by sheer response blocking experience we didn’t land in the hospital but we have some shiny new bruises. Hubby has a loose tooth and will call the dentist in the morning. No dental insurance — if it’s going to be a crown it will be about $1000 we don’t have, right? In addition—- Fred bit my husband’s arm down to the bone—- an arm/hand surgeon said there isn’t nerve damage but there might be bone damage. There were many hours that he had no feeling in his hand but feeling is coming back now so I’m optimistic there.
It was only an hour but it was a VERY LONG HOUR when before covid craziness the worst of the worst was down to maybe 20 minutes two times a week– now it’s EVERY day for at least 20 minutes but tonight an hour. I’m dripping in sweat. Some of my friends in an autism moms facebook group go through this for MORE than an hour— every day—- I just….. ugh…….. Wilma who ALSO has autism was crying her eyes out saying how unfair it is and how she wants to run away.
Fred is now on Depakote, straterra, tenex and Lexapro. (ALMOST as many meds as Wilma!) He was at his best at the beginning of the abilify and Risperdal days (before he was on the largest dosages for his weight and they each stopped working). So— back on the meddy go round we go. I guess we’re going back on one of those. This psych just loves our family.
At last count, the four of us are on Fred (4), Wilma (5), me (4), hubby (6) prescriptions every day—- and some randomly like all my post surgery meds for the 3 surgeries I had in the past 6 months. I should really open a pharmacy.
Autism is kicking my ass lately.