So, that should be good, right?
Well, not so much. I told him that’s what the hospital said, but maybe they are right & maybe they’re not.
He has a manic side & stops sleeping, so maybe he has schizoaffective or bipolar.
Then, it started a conversation about how he thought it meant that everything interesting about him was a lie and how could he ever enjoy himself if he couldn’t trust his own brain or his own memories.
He’s asked little questions before, but this is the first time he’s hit me with those questions this strong. I know I handled it wrong. I was quick to tell him it was a medical condition & as long he stayed in treatment, he’d could do anything anyone else did - that thousands upon thousands of people had the same type of thing - all that stuff. And that it would be OK. He was like, yeah, right - it’s OK to be crippled.
What would you guys have said?
We’re OK right now - watching Blazing Saddles and getting ready to go for a walk. But, he didn’t sleep last night. I’m guessing he was thinking this over. So, now I’ll be watchful once again.