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Rozanna
Calming activities that I use with Micah are: swinging, rocking in a chair, fidget toys, bear hugs, snuggling in his body sock.
Micah also is a biter even at the age of 7 he still bites. So with that its called mouthing activities to decrease biting. Chewing appropriate things such as: straws, rubber tubing, bumble ball. (You can also use twizzlers, pretzels, and chewing gum)
Around the age of two is when he got diagnosed with SID.
OCD and Autism came up when he got stuck on the color yellow (everything had to be yellow). He has to stop at Pals to get breakfast, or the day is ruined. He don’t like to be around people he like to spend time with his family but the rest of the world doesn’t really matter to him. He is kinda in his own little world.
Food brings out the tears! He gets stuck on certain foods. Right now its chicken nuggets. He only drinks cherry 7-up. He switches from chicken nuggets, to corn dogs, to cheese potatoes. All food has to be a certain kind same box as before if the box changes he won’t eat it. I can’t trick him with different kind of food, even though chicken nuggets are chicken nuggets, he will know I don’t know how but he knows. Mac n cheese has to be shell kind yellow box velveta.
A lot I have just learned to deal with when he was two doing this I didn’t think much about it I guess it was around age 5 when his addictions started to drive me crazy.
School is really bad right now. He got suspended today because he kicked his principle in the face. They want me to but him in a mental hospital but he’s not as bad at home as he is in school. That’s a whole other story !
Well I hope this info helps you out ..
Rozanna
my son was on meds already for BP and even Epilepsy and the DR ruled out BP after seeing the responses.
By the way there is so much info available for SID and as long as you experiment, or get a professional to, there are amazing results that help with the kid's frustration and anger. At first you have to do the activities to him by force, (I do not know if it will be the same for an older child), but eventually the kid is able to do it themselves. As by now you probably have read info on SID, you will see it has a very "hands on" treatment - and since it is sensory based it is very effective treatment.
Well if this helps you both great - if not, I'm another Mom chatting about my special needs kid and airing my view.
Ebean
We have been doing this for 5 years. She has pimarily been labeled as bipolar and PDD. At this point they want me to put her in a residential program. I just don't know what to do.
Joan
When I was 12 years old I landed in a mental hospital! And I was diagnosed with BP. I was placed on lithium (which made me fat) depokote (which made me sick to my stomach) and something that starts with a T for sleep. I was on a really bad roller coaster and I didn’t even realize what I was doing to my family. By the time I was 14 I had been placed on probation and was court ordered in the mental hospital for cutting, drug abuse, and “bad behaviors”. Everything was in the court hands when I was 14, my doctors from this hospital wanted me to be sent off to a residential treatment, but My parents where fighting to keep custody of me. I remember my parents looking at me so confused I would say sorry constantly and then go back and do the same thing over and over. I don’t remember a lot about these times in my life but I did do some really dumb stuff.
I would destroy my room. My moods changed so frequent that it wore me out I remember wanting to die. I was so tired of all the ups and downs. I didn’t have it in me to really kill myself, so I looked at it like if I die ok and if I don’t ok. I remember I hated school so bad. Most of the time I refused to go and if I did go I would find away to leave. I refused to talk to therapist and stay on my medication. Right around that time I was placed in a therapeutic school setting, which in ways was good. I fount out that year that I was smart I remember having straight A’s. I was never consistent with medication and then I got where I wouldn’t even take the medication. I remember little things would set me off. My brother chewing gum across the room would put me in a rage. I learned to “cover” up some of these issues smoking pot made me relax it didn’t really get me silly just made me feel normal. By the age of 16 I talked my parents into letting me get a job, which at this time I had learned how to bull **** anyone including my parents, therapist and my psy. Doctor. Life was great this was one of my best years, till I hit bottom.
I did well with my job the only bad thing was I got mixed with the wrong crowed but I fit into this crowed so well. Parting every night. I had a manager that would call my parents and ask them if I could work over when I really didn’t have to, just so we could go out. That was my biggest down falls. I met a man who was a lot older than me he was 31 and I was 16. We hung out a lot and before to long we were smoking weed, doing coke, popping pills, and having sex. I had a bad car wreck while on coke, nobody got hurt, but myself and the tree that I plowed into (thank god) but that’s when life started to change.
My parents was so upset to find out I was on coke, of course I didn’t tell them the doctor at the ER is the one to break the news. I again fount myself in this dark place where I hated to be (the mental hospital). After several weeks I was able to bull **** enough to return to my job, and again this guy started to come back around. By the end of my 16th birthday I wasn’t doing drugs (I had been drug test weekly, even daily if my parents thought I was being weird) and I wasn’t doing anything too bad. I was going to school and I decided I wanted to make it in this world. I had broke off all contact with this man, but after doing so I fount out I was pregnant.
Since is was a minor , I had to get my parents involved so I told them I didn’t tell them with who because I was afraid my dad would kill this man. I checked out ok with the doctor, when I was in about my 4th month of being pregnant I fount out my son was going to be Down syndrome. Which the doctors told me to aboard him and have a clean start. I didn’t do what the doctor said I decided he was mine and no matter what I would love him just the way he is. When he was born he was 4 pounds and 5 ounces this is the day my life changed for good I promised my son that.
As I held him something came over me and for the first time I wanted treatment I wanted him to have a normal life even if that meant not having me as a mother. I worked very hard to get where I am today. I finished high school (top in my class) also I finished 4 years of collage and I learned a big lesson don’t let people/ doctors tell you what you are there are many successful people in the world with BP and I’m one of them. If it weren’t for my parents support I don’t know where I would be right now. Life sucks sometimes and I have learned to live with what I have. Drugs have been a struggle there are so many times when I still to this day want a drink or want to use drugs but I know that all of those things come with big, BIG, BIG conciseness I can’t socially drink or do drugs, I have learned this lesson early in life. And with dealing with my son I feel for him because I know how he feels, I know that what your child is going through suck, I don’t think anyone wants to feel happy and then switch to mad as if someone is holding a switch over there head flipping it (to happy to mad to silly to rages). There are many people who give up on this disorder and end up killing themselves, or someone else, but there are also many that learn how to deal with the symptoms that come along with this disorder.
I know that when my son was about 2 years old (I was shy of turning 18) I would wonder what my life would be like if my parents did send me off. And sometimes I still do. In ways I wish I had sent off because at the time I didn’t realize what my future could of held for me some of my dreams are no longer with me and some are still a work in progress.
I have learned how to deal with my anger I go to the gym I can walk around the block, I can write how I feel, and I learned these things. When I feel a little wild I look at my children and think of what there life would be like without me and I never want them to get stuck in my mistakes. All of these things I had to learn I had to learn how to deal with all of my issues. Most people don’t even know this about me. I have learned not to talk if I’m not going to say something nice I have learned not to talk to someone when I’m angry.
All of these things your daughter will learn soon. Stay constant with her show her how to be patient and praise her for everything! This really works. There are so many times that I don’t know what to do for my son but I try and not beat myself up over it rather I try and learn how to help him out.
I would like to know what it is that your daughter is doing / or not doing that is making doctors question whether she should stay with her family or be placed in residential treatment. Have you tried O.T for sensory issues? Do you feel like the doctors have tried every option that is out there? Please let me know what kind of behaviors you are currently working on with her I will help you out as much as I can!!!!
One last thing that has worked well with Micah (my son) is making everything into a game. I will race him to get dressed, I will race him into the house, anything that he doesn’t want to do I turn it into a race.. Try and see if that helps!!!
Sorry so long………………..RozannaJ
Later that day telling her sister she was going to poke herself in the eye with a pencil.
The therapist don't know what other kinds of therapy to use . We have tried play therapy, nutured heart, reward charts, family therapy, hospitalization once- they turned her into a zombie. They want to try residential- one to take her off all medications and see how she really is, in a safe environment. Also because something just dosen't click with her. She is very impulsive,she dosen't use her strategies when she is upset, but can tell you what she should have done later. I have very mixed emotions about this recommendation but I don't know what else to do for her.
Thanks for listening.