REMEMBER THE DAZE, WELL DAYS ACTUALLY as a mental illness carer
Tuesday, August 5th, 2008I REMEMBER MY DOCTOR SAYING TO ME: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE LOST YOUR SON?"
I said, "Well, it seems to me that I will never have my son back, the way he was." And it is so true, every now and then I get a flash of the humour he had – it was a really dry sense of humour, one that made you think first and laugh later. But after being inflicted with schizophrenia I am not sure I will ever see that same son again.
He used to write absolutely tear wrenching messages on family birthday cards, so loving and sentimental.
I guess it's all in the change. I love going out for coffee with him, he has a gentle nature and we have a chuckle over different little things, but it is quite hard for him to get involved in deep conversations, or to plan too far in the future.
Keeping a positive attitude does wonders all round, mind you I do know the other side, and I know what my thoughts would have been if someone said that to me in the early stages!
For more real life experiences have a read of Mental Illness – Coping Strategies for the Carer






