Feeling understood

This morning Joe and I met with our neurologist. How told her what he “was seeing” and what was going on in his program. She told him his mind may be playing tricks on him and we can add a medication to make him feel safer.

He was so mad. “I know what I saw” he told me while we were with the doctor. After our appointment I tried to calm him down. But he was mad that she was going to add a medication for him when someone else was hurting people.

I drove him to his program and he was still really pissed off. He was warmly welcomed but many people and I asked if I could talk to someone about our doctors visit. I didn’t talk to one person, I talked to four. I spoke with the social worker, the nurse, an aide and Margaret at the front desk. Each one listened to his perception. The side was brought in when I told them he said he got in someone’s face and told them he needed the bathroom. She was able to fill in they could see he was frustrated and were trying to figure out why. When they mentioned bathroom it clicked but she never felt it was confrontational.

He was mad when I left today. He wasn’t willing to get out of the chair and go.

Tonight when he came home I told him I spoke to four different people about what “he” sees and his reality. I told him they would all look out for him. They all really like him. I really like all of them and how they listened to me. He broke down and cried. Please God strengthen me for what is ahead.