My family didnt take the news very well, either the first time I was hospitalized or the second time that I was either. It took the third time for them to be convinced that it was an issue for me. They thought that I should just tough my way through things and act like everything is fine. They actaully came to visit me this last time in, to see if I wasnt faking it.
Now they are kinda accepting it, making sure that I have taken my meds during the week, and that everything is going at least alright.