The Depressed Special Needs Parent and Autism

So far we have survived the bad days as well but the bad days are really bad. 

Now bad doesn’t mean the same for everyone,  so let me clarify.  A bad day is a day like today,  for example.

Today was extremely difficult and very overwhelming.  To put it bluntly,  Elliott’s off his rocker. This medication issue,  has made Elliott freaking crazy.  I mean that in the most loving but realistic way.

He is driving me freaking crazy… I love him completely but goddamn if he is testing the limits of my patience.

It’s not his fault and hopefully he will be getting better soon.

At the same time as Elliott’s going through this,  Lizze is in the middle of a flare and spent most of the day in bed. 

Part of the reason for her sleeping is the fact that her meds had to be increased to control her tremors.  They are getting so bad that she has a hard time doing anything that requires a remotely steady have.

Gavin is having problems at school now. Tonight, he had a huge and I mean huge meltdown tonight. He seems to have a very low threshold for everything right now. It doesn’t take anything to set him off.

Emmett is just pushing everyone’s buttons. It’s like pouring gasoline on a fire.

This is what I consider one of the bad days.
I can’t even imagine coping with this if I hadn’t gone on antidepressants.  I have been battling with depression for a few years now and as things get more challenging, my depression becomes all that much more important to manage.

If my depression isn’t managed I can’t take care of my family.  I have a really hard time even getting out of bed.  I also crumble under all the pressure of trying to raise 3 special needs kids. 

I will say that there aren’t any medications available that will help if I have many more days like today.