Bipolar check-in #65

Oh Beth, I'm so sorry that happened to you. I wish I knew what else to say. I undestand about being glad your step-father is dead; I feel the same about the world being safe from my biological father. When he died we found evidence of his desire to abuse children and women dating back to his first years teaching (yep. he was a teacher, horrifying) and continuing until the years near his death. I was glad to see that danger end and hope he hadn't successfully harmed anyone in many years.

Hugs to you.

So I found out this AM that my uncle had a “moderate” stroke LAST WEEK and nobody bothered to tell me so typical of my family to withhold information. Anyway he apparently has weakness on his left side but no speech issues. BUT he signed himself out AMA from the neuro ICU a couple of days after he was dx’ed with the stroke.

I'm sorry that you're family doesn't communicate more effectively. And it's rotten that your uncle had a stroke, even a moderate one. My sister had a "small" (??) stroke some months ago...it seems worse than small, to me. She's 77; our mother died at 79 from a stroke. I'm so afraid about my sister.

I’m wondering if alcoholism can increase risk of stroke. He’s only 64, which I’m pretty sure is on the younger side for a stroke, though I may be wrong. My grandfather had a TIA when he was in his early seventies so there’s a genetic risk factor already. My uncle is a “functional” alcoholic. Basically he’s been at his job for 30 some odd years but he’s been steadily demoted from grounds manager to his current position of custodian. I believe they are waiting for him to retire, personally. He’s been caught drinking on the job on more than one occasion in the past ten years and I think they’ve been giving him breaks because he’s worked there so long.

Oh, yikes. I certainly don't know for sure, but common sense tells me that alcoholism could certainly contribute to having a stroke - especially if the genetics are present. 64 is pretty young for a stroke, yes. How very sad.

I also believe that now that he has to be on disability and possibly retire permanently he’ll throw caution to the wind and just drink all day every day.

Yep. That's the likely situation if he doesn't seek treatment.

I used to hate my family. I used to be furious with my mom for never bothering to get help and just neglecting us. Without my grandma we would have been removed by child services. They came to our house once because a church friend came over and our house had trash strewn literally everywhere. Garbage garbage, not just junk like there is now at her house, like food trash that was attracting bugs. My mom panicked and my grandma came down and cleaned everything up so the social worker wouldn’t see it. And I used to hate my uncle for being an asshole, and my grandpa for being so cold and uncaring toward my grandma and mom.

But now I just feel sad for them all. How miserable they must be. It’s such a sad way to live life, I know. When we went through pictures for my grandfather’s memorial service, I saw not one where he was smiling. How sad is that? And my mom has said a few times that if she ever has a potentially fatal medical emergency, don’t call EMS because she’ll be “dancing with Jesus”. She’s passively sui, my uncle is obviously miserable if he has to get drunk every day. My grandma is gripped with severe anxiety, I can hear it and see it. She’s probably down to about 100lbs, if that. Everyone is so sad and it’s so sad to watch.

Yeah. Sad is right. Tragic. I mean, I get it way back before such things as psychotherapy and psychiatric medication, and support groups - and the internet - were available. But in modern times, since about 1975? People have had the opportunity to reach out for help for a long time, now. For generations. Yet, many people will just allow their lives to slip away.

I suppose it's a vicious cycle...I don't care enough about myself to get help, I don't get help because I don't deserve it - and there's the shame. And there's just plain ignorance. But not taking steps to be healthier is so freaking selfish!

I’m just glad I’m getting myself together. I’m glad I’ve made the decision not to live like that. To live for my son until I can find it within myself to live for myself as well.

There you go! Girl, that takes something very, very special and you have it. Awareness, willingness. And wisdom, foresight. Congratulations!

...Mine was a friend of my brothers and a Uncle. Be proud of bring strong and moving on with life. That stuff never goes away from our minds but it’s fantastic to know they are dead and burning in hell.

Do you have very far to take stuff to the bins ? I wish my town did some kind of recycling. There was one place but they closed down years ago.

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Beth, thank you for sharing with us. What a horrible man. Glad he is dead too.
((((HUGS))))
bizi

Do you have a water fountain for Sidney? I don't know if that would help with her sugars but I know when I've had unhealthy cats it helped. I don't have one out now with my healthy (until now) kitty because I don't like having it on my laminate floor. But it did help.

I understand the guilt. I had a kitty with a rare allergic condition I can't remember well enough to explain but it was quite serious. He was on one med that is given after organ transplants to depress the immune system because his was so overactive. I had to give him a lot of meds and he hated it. I felt like his life was torment because he had to be held down every day and get nasty tasting meds squirted into his mouth. I asked to reduce the meds to try to get off them and he did great for a while and then suddenly got sick and died. And now his sister (age 5; Charlie was 3 when he died) is wheezy and I'm terrified. We go to the vet Thursday; they don't have anything earlier. I hate that but we have a vet shortage around here and so the delay is inevitable. I have the AC on now to see if it helps her. But I'm terrified that I should have tried to get into the vet sooner and that she'll die and it will be all my fault.

I know I wrote in another message that I understand about different diet needs in a small apartment and pressure from other people. You have to remember that you know Sidney's situation and they don't. What does your vet say about the numbers and the exposure to kibble?

Maybe she just is going to run on the high side. I know that's not ideal but I know some people struggle to not run high and some just don't manage it, even if they do what they should do.

Regardless you are giving her excellent care and I'm sure she loves you for it.