Mother of special needs children losing her mind
I am a 50 year old mother/step-mother and have 7) children of which 3 (ages 14-30) were born with microcephaly. It is a constant thing and I'm trying my 2nd anti-depressant/anxiety med and am going crazy and long for the "train to stop" so I can get off. Are there other mothers out there with special need children that have found answers to surviving and living happily from day to day or rather night to night and being the support to their children that I should be? Thank you, Mrs. Joanie
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That is very kind of you. I should more thankful for my children and how well they do do, when there are so many others with suffering and extreme discipline. The 30 year old is dusting and vacuuming for me today! I have felt "lifted up" more this week. Just started taking more iron yesterday, as I know the doctor was concerned with my levels a couple years ago and I was very diligent about it back then. Going out now to do some of my 14 year old daughter's paper route and get some exercise. It's been a good lesson for her and gives her a sense of responsibility and also "hands on" with money/bank account, etc. (She is just learning the difference between a 1$ and 2$ coin and that one coin is twice as much as the other. She loves to spend it....but.....not able to comprehend saving. Also looking into shower timers, because her and our 30 year old have no concept of time. I always have to turn the hot water off on our daughter after 15 minutes. These things do seem petty, I know. But it is always something and it's constant - from one child to the next and the next......3 special needs here. Thanks for now.
Mrsjoanie, just had to respond to your feelings about having mom in a facility appropriate to her needs. As a second career i worked in all sorts of facilities as either an emotional support person or an activities coordinator. Just a few months ago i worked at a home care agency that sent me to hospice, alzeiheimers and mental health facilities. Also i was sent to someone's home just to give the family a chance to get out and have their own time. What i learned: after a few days of adjustment, each and every person who now lived there began to come out of themselvesl they enjoyed the company of others their age and of course there are always appropriate activities for one and all. Even those in hospice enjoyed us reading to them or just talking about their life. I have so many wonderful memories of these very special people. Sometimes it was my paid job and sometimes it was my volunteer work. But the big thing is that once their loved ones were able to make the difficult position to move them, the new residents adapted so well that some of them did not want to go home even if they could! To tell the truth, i received way more than i gave. The gift of their big smile when we walked in just to visit, was worth more than they even knew. If your loved one is moving to a facility, do know that it will turn out to be rewarding for all concerned. I promise. Blessings
Dear Georgette....Thank you for writing. There are two sides to every story, aren't there? It takes very special people to work in these facilities and we are very thankful for you and those like you! You know it is difficult for us children to turn our responsibilities in looking after our dear parents over to someone else. So thank you for sharing. I wish you were in my mother's home! Take care and keep the love flowing, Mrs. Joanie
Hi my name is Lisa, my son us 5 years old and has been diagnosed with cerebellar atrophy, by an MRI we have been to the Mayo Clinic in the (USA), there we proceeded to geonomics (genetic testing) they did a small panel test and that came back good, so they moved on to a large panel test, got a call last week and we have to go back to the Mayo Clinic for the results in November, they just seems like a long wait for wanting answers for the last 5 1/2 years. This is a very stressful time for my husband and I. I was told before the large panel was done the if the news was good we wouldn't have to go back to the Mayo Clinic for the results and if they were not good we would have to return for the results, which is giving me this feeling my son's diagnosis is some sort of genetic disease. I'll be happy for the answers yet I am also very scared. I suffer from depression and anxiety, I often get overconsumed with my son and trying to research on what types of genetic diseases are curable, again he is only 5 years old and just started kindergarten.
Hi, @lisapraska. I am sorry to hear about the stressful time you and your husband are having waiting for news on your son. Waiting can be really challenging. My own son was born with a sacral dimple, and we had to wait three months to finally get an MRI done, till he was old enough. The waiting time was concerning.
I see that you've connected with our Brain and Nervous System Group, which is great. I also wanted to encourage you to take a look at the About Kids and Teens Group, moderated by @kanaazpereira, here: https://connect.mayoclinic.org/group/childrens-and-teens-health/. Also, I thought you might be interested in looking into our Caregivers group, moderated by @IndianaScott, here:https://connect.mayoclinic.org/group/caregivers/.
Lisa, what kind of emotional support system outside your immediate family would you say you have at this time?
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I am 86 years old and have a 63 year old daughter with a disability. It is now thought that she is on the autism spectrum. When she was young there were multiple diagnoses. Learning has been a challenge for her but she has been able to achieve much more than we would have even hoped for. She is high functioning but yet needs attention with many things. Her progress is what has made me face each day and often with a smile. I have battled depression much of my life due to several childhood traumas and then the difficulty in caring and fearing for my daughter. I have always said that when we are given special children we should get eternal life. My greatest fears have always been what happens when I am no longer here. Enough for now. H ang in there. There is some sunshine amidst the clouds.