The last few weeks have been challenging, to say the least. Daughter has been rapid cycling. She calls me multiple times a day, often times shouting or sobbing. She has insisted that she has to move out of her group home immediately. She has begged me to let her come back and live with me. All this time, Psychiatrist was silent. Her colleague said Daughter needed medication adjusted, but nothing was happening. She had no openings in her schedule before Daughter's appointment on December 18.
I was exhausted. Beyond exhausted. The toll she was taking on me with her drama was high. Then I got a phone call from Case Manager. There had been a cancellation and she had grabbed it for Daughter. Daughter saw Psychiatrist yesterday afternoon. Daughter sobbed, yelled, hid under her coat, hid her hands behind her back when Psychiatrist asked her to give her her hand, said (repeatedly) I was no longer her mother.... In short, she put on a show. She is back on lithium, and has a prescription for ativan she can take if she wakes up between 12 and 2. She has been going to sleep for a couple of hours, and then getting up and rearranging her room and such.
Daughter told Psychiatrist everything was dark. After her appointment, she told me she saw a pin prick of light. I hope that will grow, and her mental state will improve quickly. I ended up going into the office this afternoon. I was going to finish my sermon, but instead ended up helping Administrative Assistant with folding letters that had to go out today. In addition to the monthly newsletter and bulletin, we also had a couple of other big things going on in the office: the stewardship material went out today, and bids were due today for major roof work to prevent future leaks from ice dams. There is also a bazaar at the church tomorrow, and AA is on the planning team for that.
The sermon will get finished tomorrow. Everything that needed to get done today, got done today. I will be at the church most of the day tomorrow, so I will take some time to go upstairs and complete my sermon. Daughter called several times this morning, but eventually calmed down. I can see her pin prick of light now, in fact, it may be growing. I hope it's growing.