The update

So this is just a little update on my people.

Mom has not had a great week.  Of course as many of us our doing  presently, every symptom is being weighed against a list from the CDC to determine if its Covid 19.  After comparisons, discussions and even a call to the Doctor's office, mom is pretty sure what she is dealing with is the miserable side effects of the heart medication she was sent home with from the Hospital.  The Doctors office reassured her to NOT discontinue taking it so she remains faithful to it.  This coming Tuesday she has a video appointment with a Nurse Practitioner at the Heart Doctor's office and Mom is going to stress the need for a medication change.  The hospital doctor told her this was a harsh medication and not one she was to be on long term.  We are anxious for them to get her off of it and something without the side effects that make Mom feel so yucky.  I am grateful for her many birds and flowers in the backyard that give her joy in spite of not feeling like herself.

Peter is completing week number two of working steady hours Wednesday through Sunday at Texas Roadhouse and as far as I know its going okay.  He received some unemployment for some previous weeks this past week which was an encouragement to him.  His funds were depleted!  He did not get up in time for his Therapy video appointment this past week, in spite of all my efforts.  In my brief conversation with the therapist, it sounds like Peter is not offering a lot of info for the therapist to work with.  The therapist suggested that a Psychological exam (a 6 to 8 hour endeavor with a Psychologist ) would be helpful to confirm diagnosis and give him as a therapist more direction.  He made it sound like it was something I would need to kind of go in search of as well as get Peter to agree to.  Peter continues to take the anti-psychotic drug but is giving a bit of push back on the supplements.  His behavior to me is mostly cold unless he needs/wants something.  The anti-psychotics appear to keep the big crazy (voices etc) at bay but by following his Facebook post and a few things he has said, his mental stability feels a bit precarious.  The medicine has led to weight gain and it is a real struggle for Peter.  He doesn't like the way he looks but the medication increases carb cravings.  I do have concerns that he will stop taking the anti-psychotic because he blames it for the weight gain.  To sum it up living with Peter is like watching an acrobat attempt gravity defying feats, you hold your breath anticipating a fall.

As for me, work continues.  I am so grateful the preschool never did close and I have remained employed.  Low numbers have given me the flexibility I have needed for family matters yet going to work each day has helped provide me with routine and structure.  Our number of children is slowly increasing and we are preparing for summer.  I love my school kids and am grateful so see some of them getting to come back.