This thread reminded me of my unappreciated husband’s recent mess up.
We have a nighttime “plan” in place, designed to help him feel I am taking his concerns seriously. If it makes him sleep better…
In the plan, in the case of a Jeb “invasion” he is supposed to go to his closet and get his gun, while I go and deal with Jeb - he sees this as I am stalling Jeb from “attacking” while he has time to access his gun. My personal plan is that I am stalling my husband so I can get Jeb out of the house before his dad emerges from the bedroom. He will have to unlock the gun safe, its going to take a while. In case you haven’t read the entire thread - my husband has no ability whatsoever to stay calm during a Jeb moment, any interaction would be a bad interaction and would make everything worse. I think the most likely reason Jeb would enter our house at night would be because he needed help.
A few weeks back the dogs began barking wildly in the middle of the night. I jump out of bed-thinking to save Jeb from his dad. My thought is- this is it, this is it, wake up. Husband is FOLLOWING me to bedroom door. Urgent whispering ensues.
Me- WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GO BACK, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE GETTING THE GUN.
Him - I NEED TO SEE WHAT IT IS BEFORE I GET THE GUN.
Me - NO! THAT IS NOT THE PLAN, GO BACK AND GET THE GUN. YOU ARE NOT FOLLOWING THE PLAN.
I am between him and the door, not letting him open the door. Dogs stopped barking, probably to listen to our loud whispers. Of course there is nothing going on that we can find, once we eventually stop arguing about “the plan”.
The plan has one job for him, but he can’t even do it. Which on one hand is good, on the other hand is bad.
The game of LIFE with an unmedicated family member with scz is never simple.