I know it’s about time for another blog post. But honestly, not a lot has been going on that I’ve really gotten inspiration from to write. So rather than write a story about something in my life, I’ll just give a little update as a follow-up to my last post.
Evan came home from the inpatient psychiatric unit that was hours away with new medications, and they had discontinued everything he had been on. They seemed to be helping so they considered him stable. However, today was the first day in a week that I saw reasonable behavior from him. He has been angry, resentful, and very distant since he’s been home. He has been so unstable in fact, that my mom and I had to cancel our Florida vacation for now.
Evan, when I picked him up from the hospital.
I have decided to apply for residential, long-term psychiatric care for him, and have already gotten all of the paperwork filled out, including referrals from doctors and therapists he’s seen. I will be faxing it tomorrow, with a 6-8 week waiting list ahead of us. I have known that he has needed long-term care for a while now, but I hesitated to send him because I don’t want him to feel like I’m giving up on him. But I feel he’s old enough now to listen to my words when I tell him this is NOT be giving up on him. It is the exact opposite. I truly believe this is his best shot at having a productive, normal adulthood. I want what’s best for him, and if this helps him, I will be forever grateful for the help. If it doesn’t help, at least I will know I’ve done everything in my power to help. I am certain it will help him though. He will learn more coping skills for dealing with everyday stressors, perhaps professionals will see an outburst or two so they know I’m not exaggerating, and they will treat him as a whole person instead of just a handful of symptoms. I look forward to having him go through the treatment and coming home a changed young man.
As far as what was going on with the girls, a big part of it was the fact that the two youngest of the three are moving in with their mom once school is over for this year. Autumn and Willow will be moving (an hour and a half drive away) at the end of this week. They will be back and forth, every other week for the summer. Then they will only be with Jarrod and me for visits thereafter. Jarrod and I aren’t taking it very well, especially not him… but I can’t get too into the details on a public blog post. I’ll just leave it at: we’re very disappointed and sad to see them go.
Yes, Jarrod and I went to Oklahoma and he had his vasectomy reversal!! It was a success, and we are already trying to make it work, this being my first cycle. He has been procrastinating writing a blog post about it, but I know he will get around to it, so I won’t share too many of the details. I will say though, that it has been nearly 13 years since I had even the slightest chance of becoming pregnant. It’s a weird, oddly freeing feeling. We both cannot wait to have a baby!
The lump or swelling in my breast: No solution yet. The first antibiotics didn’t work, so he switched them. That didn’t work so he did an ultrasound and found a pocket of fluid. He stuck a needle in it to take some of the fluid and have it analyzed (no results yet due to a holiday weekend). He continued the antibiotics with some low-dose steriods. That started to work but then as the steroid dose decreased, the lump increased in size and pain again. I see the doctor again in 2 days, and we will see what he says. I’m pretty certain at this point that I’ll at least need a higher dose of steriods to get this to go away.
Things are calming a little at a time, just before school gets out and we have a whole other world of chaos coming our way – how to entertain kids while still working and living our lives! LOL…. but certainly, that will just be more for you to read in the coming weeks!