It doesn't seem to matter how many pictures, signs, reminders I put up, my son can not do what he needs to do in the morning. My children know that they need to get up, make their bed, open their blinds, get dressed, tidy their rooms, eat breakfast and take the dog for a walk (and bring baggies to pick up).
Some may think these are unreasonable expectations, or that every child is like that. But I know that is not true. Because I have other children, and I know they can.
Until medication kicks in, he can not.
It's still hard for me to think that I need to medicate my son. But it is unbelievable the difference in behavior, it is night and day. He is not the same person. Without medication, everything is NO, he can not (or is it will not) participate as a team in getting anything done around the house. He can barely get dressed, everything is done fast, erratically, loudly, impulsively, carelessly, without thought.
That is just not the case on medication. On medication, he is thoughtful, helpful, agreeable, he can say sentences that usually have a beginning, middle and end, he is kind and soft.
Our whole family compensates for him whilst he is not on medication.
It is difficult, and it makes me sad. More than not I don't like the parent I am. I don't know if I ever have the quantity of patience or kindness that he needs. This last statement may not be a reality on the outside, but it sure is how I feel on the inside.
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