As a child, I loved my mom more than anything. She was always wonderful with me. She always went out of her way to show me how much she loved and cared about me, even if it meant getting into a fight with my dad. My favorite place she would take me was to the drive-in movie theatre. She would always buy me my favorite snack, a pickle, and made me feel like I was on top of the world. My mom would walk in the room and I would be the happiest kid in the world. I was securely attached to my mom(Berger. 193).
In my teenage years, our relationship got a little rocky. Her parental monitoring, and my destructive teenage years didn 't get along well. She wanted what was best for me, and I just wanted to have fun and do whatever my friends …show more content…
My mom told the doctors that I hit her all the time, that my dad shot her in the face, and that she was ran over by a car. None of these were true. I had never seen her like this before. It was like it wasn 't even her. She was skinny and looked like she had aged 20 years in the last month. It was terrifying. She called me horrible names just like my dad used to when I was a kid. The hospital deemed her incompetent of making her own decisions on her health, so my brother and I ended up having to sign papers to make us her legal guardians.
We admitted her to the hospital and had many tests done on her. The results came back that she had Huntington 's Disease. She was given Seroquel to stop the hallucinations and she went back to being the mom I once knew. Her mannerism completely changed and she was back to the loving caring mother that she once was (Berger, 86).
She still gets confused and is delusional, but she is back to being able to have a semi- normal conversations. She is happy and not angry. She isn 't yelling at anyone, or throwing things. She is taking care of herself again, eating drinking, and sleeping normal. I know that this will not always be the case, but for now at least I can understand what happened to our relationship so drastically. It wasn 't anything I did, or anything she did. It was the Huntington 's
In my teenage years, our relationship got a little rocky. Her parental monitoring, and my destructive teenage years didn 't get along well. She wanted what was best for me, and I just wanted to have fun and do whatever my friends …show more content…
My mom told the doctors that I hit her all the time, that my dad shot her in the face, and that she was ran over by a car. None of these were true. I had never seen her like this before. It was like it wasn 't even her. She was skinny and looked like she had aged 20 years in the last month. It was terrifying. She called me horrible names just like my dad used to when I was a kid. The hospital deemed her incompetent of making her own decisions on her health, so my brother and I ended up having to sign papers to make us her legal guardians.
We admitted her to the hospital and had many tests done on her. The results came back that she had Huntington 's Disease. She was given Seroquel to stop the hallucinations and she went back to being the mom I once knew. Her mannerism completely changed and she was back to the loving caring mother that she once was (Berger, 86).
She still gets confused and is delusional, but she is back to being able to have a semi- normal conversations. She is happy and not angry. She isn 't yelling at anyone, or throwing things. She is taking care of herself again, eating drinking, and sleeping normal. I know that this will not always be the case, but for now at least I can understand what happened to our relationship so drastically. It wasn 't anything I did, or anything she did. It was the Huntington 's