Dad's in the hospital....

Thank you it's for all the warm wishes. They are keeping me sane. I can't get up there yet, but hopefully soon.

My mother is, of course, being a complete bitch about this. This is probably going to be a triggering rant because I can't take much more of her #######4. She keeps adding me in mass texts to her friends about how her ex headache should have died, how his bike isn't even destroyed, and how she will not update me on how he's doing. I want to rip her ######6 stone heart out. When she was in the hospital for a quad accident, my dad cried over her and he's an ex hells angel; he doesn't cry for anything. But he cried for her. And she's flipping him off when he could literally die in the next five minutes? Not a single person in my family will let me know how he's doing! I don't want to call him again because he simply couldn't talk; he was in so much pain.

I just....uh! I want to know what's going on! We are in an uproar! The only good person in our family is severely hurt and this sucks.

Thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers everyone!

I finally got an update from my brother. He said dad's back is definitely broken, but the doctors are saying he will more than likely walk again. My dad keeps trying to get up, though, which they are warning will definitely paralyze him if he continues trying. However, they have him on so many painkillers that he doesn't really understand what's going on.

He's still in the ICU, but most of the really dangerous stuff is under control. The internal bleeding is slowing and draining well. I'm super surprised there was no head trauma, since my dad always insisted on wearing those 'brain bucket' helmets.

I've gotten everyone under control, for the most part and with my T's help. She talked to everyone over the phone. I was surprised when no one objected to being called by name; usually that's a huge panic attack. My T suggested that, perhaps when this is all over, I get some R&R at a hospital since I started switching pretty bad on my husband and he didn't know what to do at all and was really freaked out.

The only good thing I can say is that this happened during the break between semesters and pretty much the day before I got out of the military. I have no ties right now, no obligations holding me back from going to an inpatient if things get out of hand; no one stopping me, when I get the money, to head up to NY. It's a pretty freeing feeling. And a little dangerous.


Again, thank you all. You guys mean a lot to us.

I'm glad you dad is doing better!

Going to a good dissociative disorders inpatient program could do you a lot of good, especially if you have a clear goals for your time there. Your current therapist may be able to help make a plan.

I'm very happy that your dad is doing better, and that your T was able to call everyone. It must've felt good to be called by name and not be triggered. So, congrats for that!

I'm sorry that you've been switching a lot lately, and that your husband isn't quite sure how to handle it. Perhaps you and your T can have a talk with him and just explain that this is a difficult time for you and that's what's causing the internal chaos? I know that sometimes my boyfriend forgets how strongly an alter can feel about a situation and how much it can affect me, and explaining how that alter feels helps him to understand what "I" say/do. I'm glad that you're more free now as well. Perhaps you could make an outpatient plan with your T at a hospital, and then move it to inpatient if needed? I hope you continue to stabilize, and wish you the best of luck with continuing to handle this situation. *hugs if wanted*

I am so glad to hear you dad is in a better condition. Very glad for you all.

Bourbon