The Hydrocyzine is Getting Overworked This Month

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Several years ago, my medical doctor prescribed me some anxiety medication. The reason being that due to extreme depression, occasional panic attacks, and PTSD I need something when things get to the point I can no longer stay calm and collected. I have learned different techniques over the years to keep me from going down the scary dark hole I do occasionally go down. Lately the continuous onslaught of things we have to accomplish has been too much and the Hydroxyzine has become a dear friend that I appreciate having available. They aren't habit forming and I only take them when I really need help getting through and need to relax. My daughter does much of the housework and cooking. During her manic phase this really gives her something to do. That and her crafts. She met a new friend recently who keeps her doing crafts which I am really happy to see. My daughter is not only bi-polar but has a learning disability which causes her to not remember or track things well. (This learning disability is so slight that only one out of about three PSR workers worked with her enough to actually say to me that they see that she has this.) Things have to be repeated to her again and again. Since she has grown into an adult she and I have been getting along very well. Sometimes it is difficult to deal with her because of immaturity and her lack of responsibility. We have some issues occasionally, but it has gotten much better than when she was a teenager. When she was a teen, we had a lot of issues. She would run away; she even lit the apartment on fire once. I missed a lot of work, and I had my issues too. That was back when she was a teen. She still gets a bit of an attitude but at age 53 she is doing pretty well. The real trick was finding the right medication. Her son and my grandson is a delight and very helpful to both of us. He does chores and helps us older ladies where he can. He has schizo- affective disorder- depressive type. He has been what I would term as disabled since 2017 and was diagnosed on March 20, 2024. Before that it was more of an ADHD disorder. When he was younger, he was very unruly and somewhere between 5 and 6 years old I told my daughter he needed to be seen and evaluated. He was misbehaving and wouldn't go to bed at night. We had two bad experiences where the law was called in. He beat his mother with a stick about her legs, and he was put on probation for a few months while he finished some community service. He had a PSR worker (mental health social worker basically) He also pushed me down when I tried to take a X Box away from him in a disciplinary situation. I was pushed down and pulled one shoulder out of the socket. Very painful. I didn't press charges. He has been in counseling for years, and he has a monthly visit with his meds doctor. Before he started on meds he was hallucinating, delusional and the behavioral issues were at the forefront. The reason I am telling you all this is because today I have gotten a letter from Health and Welfare where they are asking for his re-evaluation. (Usually, it is just him and my daughter and not him individually) I would have thought he would have been taken off Medicaid at about 18 but was not. He is 22 now. Now, I am wondering if it is an oversight on their behalf and Josh is going to be taken off. I can't call them until Monday. It's very scary because my grandson really has to have his medications. The Vyvanse alone is very costly. So, thank you Hydroxyzine. With that and the annual payee evaluation, Housing inspections (Two more to come after this one on September 9th), my doctor visit, my embarrassment when I messed up my counseling session, and several other things I am fit to be tied. You see I am the responsible one. If I don't do the finances and the scheduling, then who will do it? It's past the point of trying to teach them self-reliance. Who knows what will happen when I am gone. I have shown my grandson the accounts and what needs to be done monthly. I hope he will take the entitative when I am gone and do it. But who really knows until that time comes. Right now, my life is horrible. I have no close friends to tell all of this to so you folks who read my posts have been allected. My BFF died suddenly of a major heart attack in 2022. She was a true friend I had known since I was 15 and would listen to me. I have made some acquaintances on here but nothing real close. So many different personalities. It is interesting. But you see the situation I am in. Calgon take me away!!!!!!!