Last night Dustin was laying on the couch watching TV in the "kids room". (We have a second family room downstairs that has a small couch and a TV mounted on the wall. It's nice because since we have to monitor Dustin closely, we can keep an eye on what he is watching and what the other two are doing as well.) He pops off the couch at about 10:00 last night and starting frantically looking around. It seems he has lost something. I ask "Dustin are you okay?" He replies with a puzzled look , "HEY! Have you seen my friends?" (He has been hallucinating for about 3 months continually and has a very "real" world made up that he communicates with them in.) I said, "Well, no. But I don't ever see them. Don't you see them?" HE says, "No, I haven't seen them all day."
SUCCESS. It may be a little success, but I'll take what I can get. At this point he had only had the new medication for one day and we had already seen progress. We also saw him sleep 12 hours last night apparently only waking once. He slept so hard I couldn't even get him to wake this morning. This is a child that once his feet hit the floor he is off and running. His poor little body must be making up for lost sleep and he seems to finally be resting comfortably. I will keep my fingers crossed that it continues to get better.
Chlozaril rocks . . . for now.
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