Any of you that have followed our blog for a while, know that we have struggled with Dakota.
Struggled with finding a happy medium for him, as well as for the family. We have tried so hard to get him into the right doctors and therapists, that are willing to help him find himself, as well as help me as a parent deal with his types of disabilities.
It's been a long hard road. He just turned 15, and we have NEVER found a perfect medication for him.
We've learned that stimulants do NOT work for him. He becomes extremely violent and anxious. We've learned that Lamictal causes him to have seizures. We've tried taking him off of medication completely. At which time he was nearly hospitalized. He has been on Risperdal for a VERY long time.
Like since he was 8.
He was on massive amounts of Risperdal. Our new therapist was so not happy with what he was on.
This therapist has listened. Really Listened to what we had to say. He has been interested in what every member of the family was experiencing in regards to Dakota's behaviors. I have explained to him how emotionally draining it is to me, knowing that I can't flip a switch and just make Dakota's life easier.
Because if I could, I would do it in a heart beat.
I've explained how heartbreaking it is to watch Dakota not be able to function with his brothers and sister. To not be able to take him to a big event, like a family reunion and just have a good time. Not getting over stimulated and ending up in a huge meltdown.
After our last session, when I explained the last few weeks, and the paranoia that he was having. The violent outbursts, the thinking that an event that happened over a year ago was happening right now, his therapist decided that the Risperdal was no longer working. (Not that it ever worked anyways.)
So we changed him to Trileptal. It's working. Like TOTALLY working. I have never seen this kid so stinking happy. He is functioning in a typical world. He is interacting with Rhett. Wanting to play with him, taking him on walks, playing games with him, loving him.
I know it may not last forever. But thankfully he is mostly over his huge growth spurts. I mean the kid is 6ft tall. He can't possibly grow anymore, right?
For now, I am going to take and savor each day that is good. I don't know how long the good days will be here. Just like with Rhett, I don't know how long the healthy days will last. But I do know that these kids mean the world to me.
And I wouldn't trade them for anything.
6 hours ago