Mental illness is the pits. There is no easy solution, and it tends to rear its ugly intractable head when one is least expecting it. Or perhaps least prepared for it.
Fiona has been in a bit of a downward spiral these past weeks. I think that a big factor is the wisdom teeth extractions. They have been doing them one by one. So one tooth out, a week to 10 days of healing and bam, another appointment for an extraction. Pain and doctor visits are hard on anyone. On someone with mental health issues and cognitive issues, it is worse.
The two extractions done thus far threw monkey wrenches into visits as she was not well enough to come home for obvious reasons. Then last Friday Rob had his extractions and though Fiona was okay, he needed quiet, rest and attention. Also I had just been diagnosed with pneumonia which while not a primary issue definately figured into the decision not to have her come home.
I have tried to be in extra phone contact. To send little cards or itunes gift cards for her. But I know that for Fi visits home are a key part to stability. I could see her beginning to show signs of disregulation at her ISP meeting this month. By this Monday she was hysterical on the phone with me. She had a fabricated story of leaving the home via her bedroom window and walking down the road with no one noticing. According to Fiona she then turned around and went back in her bedroom window. For a variety of reasons, this was a fabrication, but she did later try to act this out via a bathroom window in the home. The windows are all alarmed and she was stopped. However she did not calm or settle till after 1 a.m. and the next morning she also refused to attend the dentist appointment for the next extraction.
I sure can't blame her, though I am worried as the tooth does bother her. However her mental health is more important than the tooth at this point and I have asked the staff to try and postpone this for a month or so to give her time to stabalize.
Meanwhile Fiona is blaming her decompensating the presence of another house mate. She and the other young lady have a love/hate relationship and right now it is more hate than love. Fiona is also angry with me because I told her that I always love her and I am here for her but I won't help her blame other people for choices she is making for herself. Her housemate did not push her out the window, she chose to do that. Fi was not amused! She definately believes that if I don't agree with her I am against her. So I have to just keep ignoring that and I keep calling and checking in, keeping things light.
But I worry. I don't know if she will be able to get things back into some semblance of control or if she will wind up with an emergency hospitalization. Now, I am off to get some pineapple, which I have found works as well for me as most cough syrups!