Severe mental health issues:
My son Q has been having these since he turned 16 or so.
He’s 19 now.
The pandemic has not helped. I mean, right?
We have tried everything.
Then I found a book on fasting by Chantel Ray. I worked up to a looong fast, and I wanted to do a 21day-er with my girlfriends, for my family line and Q.
I promised myself that I would post about it.
Q is much more present in the moment than he used to be. Do you know what I mean? Very encouraging. I think it is because of the Holy Spirit’s work in him as we have been fasting and praying. 🌷🌻🌷
He has been very amenable to taking his meds. My family is letting me try megadoses of vitamin d and hemp oil, as an alternative to the kickbuttnastinessdrugs that his psychiatrist wanted us to try.
This morning Dillon asked him about his vitamins because he had been up all night being intense. Sure enough, he’d forgotten them.
He very cooperatively took them. I asked him to take me for a walk. (Sunshine- vitamin D)
Hubby made sure to have his phone this morning so I could get hold of him at work if Q went off the rails. Teamwork.
Q is hardly ever in lala land like before. He is talking about the kind of wife he wants and the kind of job he wants again. Signs of emerging life.
You can have a regular conversation with him that is about real things some of the time now. Not stuck in his imaginary world all the time.
He went and volunteered at the local food box today. Baby steps.
He’s kept three appointments in the last few weeks but no trouble no disassociation. I’m proud of him. Adult functionality.
Q put some music on yesterday and was dancing and singing while he did his chores. Whaaaaaaat?
He asked me, “Mom! Does this mean I’m entering my manic faze?”
( His counselor has been wondering if he might be bipolar.)
I said “Well honey, either that or you are getting better. I been prayin. Well just see what God is doing.”