It's been a surreal morning. I woke up abruptly at 4am. in the hallway I could hear Zach showering. I felt relief, which quickly faded. I had given him his first pill last night to help him sleep at night. That obviously didn't work....or, he didn't take it.
Zach's Dyspraxia has taken a back seat to his newly diagnosed OCD and Bi-polar 2. I talked with him this morning while I sat on the floor right outside his room. He actually held a conversation with me. I'm not sure if it was the tears running down my face or his confession he was giving up. On What? I asked, scared of the answer. He was jumbled in his response but I think he meant feeding into his OCD.