Braggin on my brother
It’s been a long couple of weeks – some good long, some bad long.
Today though I was able to see the bright side of a not so great thing.
For those who don’t know me well – let me bring you up to speed…
I have a younger brother who is a schizophrenic and has organic brain damage as well as seizures. About a year and 1/2 ago he went to live in a group home (for lack of a better term) in Abilene. This is the closest to living on his own he has ever been. It hasn’t all been easy sailing.
Today was a day that could have been a huge cluster – but it wasn’t.
My brother ended up in the ER in Abilene on his own. He had been feeling bad for a couple of days and was having what he thought were similar symptoms to the heart attack he’d had a couple of years ago.
Now – 18 months ago this would have caused a break. Paranoid schizophrenics are not the best patients on their best days – and they are awful patients most other days. Their meds area very delicate balance that is always being adjusted and tweaked – any kind of sickness throws this balance off-kilter. And that means the paranoia and voices and such start coming back.
So – today could have been a category 1 disaster.
But it wasn’t.
He dealt with the ER visit. Alone.
And that is amazing and awesome.
Turns out it is just bronchitis and low sodium levels – he was discharged and is back in his room.
I know – you’re thinking “Big Whoop” – but this brightened my day – and not just because he was OK.
Because he handled it.
And that was an awe inspiring first for him.
I am so proud of him.