With in the next few weeks or so, baring any problems, my youngest brother John is going to be coming home from hospital. He was diagnosed with bipolar 1. I was thinking back on when I would end up coming home.
The energy of the house was always seemed nervous, as everything seemed up in the air. There were lots of discussions about relapse, and support at home, and a whole lot of “what can we do different this time?” That last question never seemed to be answered well.
My kid sis was always told to give me space and don’t bombard me with questions, and keep her voice down, and the one that always made me wonder was no running. I think that was just thrown in there for my Dad’s comfort.
I do remember one time I was getting discharged and my Mom asked, “What do we do now?”
The nurse kept answering “Take him home.” That was it… just take me home.
Ok, I’ve had a major break down, I’ve only just begun talking to other people and not my feet, I’m stable a bit. I’m still a little shaky, I still don’t know why I had to go to hospital really. I sort of get it, but I’m still dazed. In hospital, meals are planed, therapy is planned, time is planned, life is by the clock, I’m walked to the washroom. I’m out now… So now what?
There was some outpatient counselling and an outpatient commitment and a conditional release, but that only last so long. But I do remember a lot of “what do we do now?”
So it really blew me away to see these links about the “from hospital to home transition” Because I don’t remember these when I was younger.
It’s amazing to me how the focus of treatment has broadened and even though it’s a long time coming, I’m seeing more comprehensive care for various stages of this illness.