Yesterday Jeb went golfing late in the day. He rarely golfs, when he does, he goes late when fewer people will be out there.
He called and his car had died on the way home. With some trepidation, given his last couple of weeks, I went to get him. He was calm and sweet and grateful. Quiet conversation all the way home. He mentioned delusions twice. Saying that it was a shame people were always trying to start fights with him at the golf course and how he needed to get a job as living near us was too difficult with all “that was going on”. All calm and nice and highly intelligent- just like he was before the psychotic episodes started.
I did the LEAP stuff when he mentioned the delusions, otherwise it was a normal conversation. I could clearly see why it was so difficult for us to realize that he had scz until he lived with us after he was fired from his job and we saw more than small glimpses of him.
This is the Jeb that would show up in a courtroom if we tried to force meds.
Just 22 hours early he was opening his apartment door and yelling obscenities at our house.
I have said it before, when he gets into trouble, the scz seems to push a calm version of Jeb out to handle the problem. When the scz gets him into serious trouble, its the same way. No wonder people used to think sufferers of scz had split personalities.