Leading up to First Hospitalization 2007

26 May  – 1 June 2007

 DS asks me to come to his room. He asks me if I hear the neighbors. (We live in a single family home a dozen yards from any neighbors.) At first he tells me he is hearing them, then he says he thinks they are listening to him, like on a two-way radio.

This is the first major clue to me that we are dealing with  psychosis or schizophrenia again. (Eventually, I am told schizoaffective disorder.) He says he does not want to see the doctor. This week becomes a week of ultimatums between DS and us, his parents. See the doctor or be homeless. Take your medicine or be homeless. Pain. Turmoil.

He finally agrees to take the medicine and go stay at his grandparents (my parents). Too little too late. Two days later I get a telephone call from my mother. DS is saying there is methamphetamine on the floors and countertops and all over her house. He fears he is high from the drugs because he thinks they get into his bloodstream when he touches them.

When his grandfather (my dad) gets home, DS agrees quickly to go to the emergency room because he fears he is high. I call my husband (DS’s father) at work and he agrees to go to the emergency room to meet them when he gets off work. From the emergency room at Kennestone Hospital in Cobb County, Georgia, DS is transferred to Wellstar Behavior Health behind Cobb Hospital. This is what used to be called a mental hospital, I guess. It is a separate building behind the regular hospital. Dad and hubby are told it is DS’s best option since his only insurance is Medicaid. They sit with him in the emergency room until 3:00 in the morning waiting for the transfer. They are told there is no point to following the ambulance to Wellstar Behavioral since they will not be able to visit him for quite a few hours.

He entered the mental hospital June 2nd.

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