Post by empeg1 on Oct 12, 2013 15:33:19 GMT -5
As I have written, my oldest dd is now living with me (for how long I do not know). She does indeed have Alcohol Related Neurodevelopmental Disorder. And, the above is presenting itself heavily through psychiatric difficulties. My dd has always suffered with anxiety and I have observed more than one cycle of depression. Then there is the huge problems with sensory integration and the sleep disorder, life long. As a preschooler, she sleep walked and then she developed night terrors. Now she sleeps maybe 3 to 4 hours a night and she stays up most of the night.
I am under a great deal of stress. Not only is work hitting the bar bell for stress, with 15 evaluations I have to complete this month, in addition to my regular work (a peek into the lives of those of us who work in special education). But, life at home is even more stressful. DD is quite dysregulated, exploding at times without any clear reason, catching me off guard, until I feel almost like I have been beaten. Once dd is fully triggered, which can occur very, very fast, she cannot stop. The other day she followed me outside, where I had gone, telling her I need a "time-out (a familiar term for dd, for mom needing a break) for 10 minutes. DD chased me outside, screaming. I told her I would not argue with her and did not. But, I could see she was not processing what I said. So, I jumped into the car and took off; it was the only way to stop what was happening. I told her, I will call in 5 minutes. I did and DD was in hysterics, having ripped up bills that she grabbed, into shreds. Then there was the 1/2 hour, non-stop, I hate this food, screaming complaints when I brought home Chinese food for a treat. DD was not responding to any nonverbal cues that I was not pleased with the above. After telling her once, I am sorry you do not like the food. I will not go back to the restaurant again, I kept my head down, no comments or head nods, but she could not stop. I finally said, I know that you do not like this food. I am sorry you are disappointed. And, I need a little quiet now. Oh boy, then she really exploded! Later she told me, it wasn't the food, mom. Her bf called to tell her he was going out that night with all of her friends in Denver and she was distraught. Repeat triggers from Denver are keeping dd from settling at all.
Then comes the problem of how to get her help. My dd is not the major stumbling block. It is government agencies that have driven me around the block. I called the county mental health access line and got hold of a therapist, after being on hold for 1 hour and 15 minutes! No way could dd do that! A therapist finally got on the line and explained the multiple steps and appointments, dd would have to attend before a therapist would then decide if she could see a psychiatrist. Then the wait to see this doc would be about 4 months! I reiterated, my dd has brain damage. She cannot go through multiple steps to see a doctor; she will be overwhelmed by the above and will bolt. It is not that she won't; she has organic limitations that will make this process overwhelming. To which, this therapist said, "Well she just has to be willing to cooperate or we can't help her". Ugh, the blame game started already, which is why dd hates therapists. They do not get her disability and end up blaming her rather than looking at what they are doing to make things worse!
But, in the Bay Area, an evaluation with a private psychiatrist costs at least $450, with sessions thereafter costing from $200-$250. DD does not have insurance. She is 26 and can no longer be on my insurance. Medi-Cal (Medicaid) will not cover dd until January unless she is found to be disabled, for which she will need to see a psychiatrist, which she cannot see because she has no insurance. Ugh, Catch 22! I have to admit. I am seeing a new aspect of the country in which I live, one that is not complimentary. If one has money, one gets care. If one does not.... I feel like my head is about to explode. I have to cope with county social services, a horrible bureaucracy, which never answers the phone, will not let me talk with them anyway, and will not allow an advocate to come in with my daughter when she speaks with her case manager. Then there is the Dept of Rehab, a formidable organization, which also has hoops to navigate. I am daunted. BTW, I can only call these agencies during work hours, when I work, which means I am NOT doing my work. Then too, each time dd is required to go in for an appointment, I have to drive her, of course, during work time. She cannot drive; it is not safe. I feel so overwhelmed. DD is a full-time job right now.
I am worried about her. She has begun to talk about wanting to die. How do parents deal with all of the above. I find that I am beginning to spin my wheels. I did accomplish one thing. I found a psychiatric nurse practitioner who has agreed to see DD. The above nurse works in a private clinic with about 6 psychiatrists and then therapists. Her charge is $250 for a psychiatric evaluation and then $75 thereafter. I will do this. But, no, Jisp, I cannot afford, EKG and EEG tests on top of the above. And, I am scared re this, as FASD also is associated with physical birth defects, heart, liver, kidney, that often go undiagnosed because the whole disability itself is undiagnosed. AKA Alcohol Related Birth Defects (ARBD). DD will see a medical geneticist for a formal diagnosis re the FASD next month and I will ask this doc re any concern re other organ systems. The psychiatric nurse practitioner, though, said she has to learn about FASD and that she will do research on the above. What? A medical professional who actually recognizes the need to learn about FASD and wants to learn?? I cannot tell you how unusual this is, psychiatrists included. I have a FASD expert who has said she will do a consult with the NP, without charge. I have my fingers crossed. Individuals with a FASD typically have atypical reactions to medications. My dd is not exception, She became totally unresponsive to Prozac and hallucinated on Remeron. I am not expecting a panacea. There isn't one. But, would like to help my dd feel better and also be able to function better, so she can begin to take baby steps to building a life for herself. And, me? I need some respite as well as I feel under siege.
I am under a great deal of stress. Not only is work hitting the bar bell for stress, with 15 evaluations I have to complete this month, in addition to my regular work (a peek into the lives of those of us who work in special education). But, life at home is even more stressful. DD is quite dysregulated, exploding at times without any clear reason, catching me off guard, until I feel almost like I have been beaten. Once dd is fully triggered, which can occur very, very fast, she cannot stop. The other day she followed me outside, where I had gone, telling her I need a "time-out (a familiar term for dd, for mom needing a break) for 10 minutes. DD chased me outside, screaming. I told her I would not argue with her and did not. But, I could see she was not processing what I said. So, I jumped into the car and took off; it was the only way to stop what was happening. I told her, I will call in 5 minutes. I did and DD was in hysterics, having ripped up bills that she grabbed, into shreds. Then there was the 1/2 hour, non-stop, I hate this food, screaming complaints when I brought home Chinese food for a treat. DD was not responding to any nonverbal cues that I was not pleased with the above. After telling her once, I am sorry you do not like the food. I will not go back to the restaurant again, I kept my head down, no comments or head nods, but she could not stop. I finally said, I know that you do not like this food. I am sorry you are disappointed. And, I need a little quiet now. Oh boy, then she really exploded! Later she told me, it wasn't the food, mom. Her bf called to tell her he was going out that night with all of her friends in Denver and she was distraught. Repeat triggers from Denver are keeping dd from settling at all.
Then comes the problem of how to get her help. My dd is not the major stumbling block. It is government agencies that have driven me around the block. I called the county mental health access line and got hold of a therapist, after being on hold for 1 hour and 15 minutes! No way could dd do that! A therapist finally got on the line and explained the multiple steps and appointments, dd would have to attend before a therapist would then decide if she could see a psychiatrist. Then the wait to see this doc would be about 4 months! I reiterated, my dd has brain damage. She cannot go through multiple steps to see a doctor; she will be overwhelmed by the above and will bolt. It is not that she won't; she has organic limitations that will make this process overwhelming. To which, this therapist said, "Well she just has to be willing to cooperate or we can't help her". Ugh, the blame game started already, which is why dd hates therapists. They do not get her disability and end up blaming her rather than looking at what they are doing to make things worse!
But, in the Bay Area, an evaluation with a private psychiatrist costs at least $450, with sessions thereafter costing from $200-$250. DD does not have insurance. She is 26 and can no longer be on my insurance. Medi-Cal (Medicaid) will not cover dd until January unless she is found to be disabled, for which she will need to see a psychiatrist, which she cannot see because she has no insurance. Ugh, Catch 22! I have to admit. I am seeing a new aspect of the country in which I live, one that is not complimentary. If one has money, one gets care. If one does not.... I feel like my head is about to explode. I have to cope with county social services, a horrible bureaucracy, which never answers the phone, will not let me talk with them anyway, and will not allow an advocate to come in with my daughter when she speaks with her case manager. Then there is the Dept of Rehab, a formidable organization, which also has hoops to navigate. I am daunted. BTW, I can only call these agencies during work hours, when I work, which means I am NOT doing my work. Then too, each time dd is required to go in for an appointment, I have to drive her, of course, during work time. She cannot drive; it is not safe. I feel so overwhelmed. DD is a full-time job right now.
I am worried about her. She has begun to talk about wanting to die. How do parents deal with all of the above. I find that I am beginning to spin my wheels. I did accomplish one thing. I found a psychiatric nurse practitioner who has agreed to see DD. The above nurse works in a private clinic with about 6 psychiatrists and then therapists. Her charge is $250 for a psychiatric evaluation and then $75 thereafter. I will do this. But, no, Jisp, I cannot afford, EKG and EEG tests on top of the above. And, I am scared re this, as FASD also is associated with physical birth defects, heart, liver, kidney, that often go undiagnosed because the whole disability itself is undiagnosed. AKA Alcohol Related Birth Defects (ARBD). DD will see a medical geneticist for a formal diagnosis re the FASD next month and I will ask this doc re any concern re other organ systems. The psychiatric nurse practitioner, though, said she has to learn about FASD and that she will do research on the above. What? A medical professional who actually recognizes the need to learn about FASD and wants to learn?? I cannot tell you how unusual this is, psychiatrists included. I have a FASD expert who has said she will do a consult with the NP, without charge. I have my fingers crossed. Individuals with a FASD typically have atypical reactions to medications. My dd is not exception, She became totally unresponsive to Prozac and hallucinated on Remeron. I am not expecting a panacea. There isn't one. But, would like to help my dd feel better and also be able to function better, so she can begin to take baby steps to building a life for herself. And, me? I need some respite as well as I feel under siege.