Showing posts with label OCD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label OCD. Show all posts

Friday, September 19, 2008

This is odd

The nurse from Mercede's school today called and said that while Mercede was on a work site, they thought she passed out. They said her head fell forward and they had trouble bringing her too. The nurse thinks if she would of passed out, she would of fallen over, so she think she may have fallen asleep. Mercede has never fallen asleep while doing something, so that would be odd. Her teacher thinks she passed out because she was working with some bolts and then her head went down quick. Mercede started prozac on Wednesday for her OCD, so that could make her more tired. I'm making her an appointment just to check her out. I forgot to include earlier (just adding this in this post now) that Mercede's last blood test showed her having low glucose, and I was told if she seemed dizzy or faint to feed her! Geez, maybe they should of gave her further test.

Here is something interesting. Mercede was born with a Atrioventricular Canal Heart Defect (Cheyenne had the same defect), she had open heart at 6 months of age and then when she was 16 she had to have her mitral valve replaced with a mechanical valve. I just looked up photo's of them. Weird to think of her heart having one of these.





Friday, July 11, 2008

OCD, The Deacon and Root Beer

My daughter Mercede will be 18 in September. The older she gets, the more obnoxious her OCD gets. In fact, I didn't even realize that was the problem for years, but now it is easy to see. I have worked with alot of folks with down syndrome whom also have OCD. This one lady would know if you moved an object in her room more than 1/4 of an inch. she folded her dirty clothes in nice little piles and cleaned and cleaned. Another woman would swept the floor if you walked on it, so she spent alot of time sweeping. But NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO my daughter can't have the cleaning OCD issue. Although she does say she is cleaning. No she has the "lets make HUGE messes and hide everything from everyone" kind of OCD. She can't stand for things to be on the bathroom sink, so my drawers will be overfilled with handsoap and anything else I left on the sink. She reranges everything I do. But the worst is what she does to her room. She makes huge piles of things. You walk in to see a moutain or several hills of everything she owns, everything that her sisters own and everything we own. You have to buy at least 8 pairs of shoes to be able to find one pair, because Mercede will hide them. Not on purpose, she just likes things to be a certain place, but you don't know where those places are. Maybe under one of her hills. Her speech is also getting very obsessive. She talks about the same thing over and over. Years ago, for some stupid reason, we told her that beer was called "root beer", we did this because we know she fixates on things and I didn't want her going up to everyone and saying "so and so drinks beer" over and over. Well that is what happened but she says "root beer" instead. Even after I tried to change it to just beer. So moving on in my saga, a deacon from our church came over last week and Mercede answers the door and first words out of her mouth are "ROOT BEER"...um...yes, she did scream it (she has some hearing loss and talks loud). Anyway I am so hopeful that he won't have a clue what she was talking about. But she says it again when he looks confused "ROOT BEER". I try to interupt and chance the subject, but before I can, she shouts "WHEN I TURN 21..........ROOT BEER" Thanks Mercede, thanks! She is my bAD girl. She can't wait to turn 18 so she can buy lottory tickets. She is only 4'6 and weighs 76 pounds and still get's served childrens menu's out. Nobody is going to believe her age when she goes to buy one. I think even with her ID we are in for a battle. As for the OCD, I'm got to go ger her some meds for that!! lol