I'm officially a carer for my 93 year old Dad but I also have an adult son who has Apserger's & learning difficulties. My son whacked his head on a door frame last week and the day after he was having problems with one of his eyes. To cut a very long story short - after 4 days of going back & forth to the Royal Free hospital, with brain scans and MRI's and blood tests and what have you, he's been called back to the emergency clinic on Thursday to discuss the results of his scan.
He's had to do all this on his own - I'd no clue as to the severity of it all until last night. I'm over 100 miles away and I've spoken to the Neurology Department who suggested he should have someone with him on Thursday. Well of course, I'll move heaven and earth to be there - but I've been trying to find out how serious this all is, but they can't seem to grasp that I'm not phoning them just to merely find out if he needs someone with him - I'm phoning as his Mother, stuck miles away with caring duties, a bad back and a trapped nerve in her arm - desperately trying to find out what's happening with my vulnerable son and make an informed judgement as to whether I need to put up back-up care in place for my Dad and make the 3 hour train journey.
My ex-husband (his Father) at first told me he would "see if he could make it" but after the long conversation I've just had with the hospital, conceded, with a long drawn out sigh that he would "have to work something out" so that he could come on Thursday.
What possible one thing in the whole world could be more important than supporting one of your children when they may have a serious health problem? I just don't understand him - but then I never have.
I'm SO upset - I'm scared and worried about my son - I'm bloody annoyed with my ex and I'm trying to act normally in front of my Dad as I can't imagine what would happen if I tell him this is happening to his Grandson - whom he idolises.
I just needed to tell someone, thanks for reading.
He's had to do all this on his own - I'd no clue as to the severity of it all until last night. I'm over 100 miles away and I've spoken to the Neurology Department who suggested he should have someone with him on Thursday. Well of course, I'll move heaven and earth to be there - but I've been trying to find out how serious this all is, but they can't seem to grasp that I'm not phoning them just to merely find out if he needs someone with him - I'm phoning as his Mother, stuck miles away with caring duties, a bad back and a trapped nerve in her arm - desperately trying to find out what's happening with my vulnerable son and make an informed judgement as to whether I need to put up back-up care in place for my Dad and make the 3 hour train journey.
My ex-husband (his Father) at first told me he would "see if he could make it" but after the long conversation I've just had with the hospital, conceded, with a long drawn out sigh that he would "have to work something out" so that he could come on Thursday.
What possible one thing in the whole world could be more important than supporting one of your children when they may have a serious health problem? I just don't understand him - but then I never have.
I'm SO upset - I'm scared and worried about my son - I'm bloody annoyed with my ex and I'm trying to act normally in front of my Dad as I can't imagine what would happen if I tell him this is happening to his Grandson - whom he idolises.
I just needed to tell someone, thanks for reading.