<p>I apologize for sounding like a broken record. Those of you who have read my son’s story before can skip this! :)</p>
<p>My son fell ill the first semester of his freshman year, 2000 miles away. We let him finish out his first year, take summer classes, and even enroll for his second year. My parents lived nearby and were a great support for him. Towards the end of his first year, he became suicidal and was hospitalized. But the kid confounded everybody by studying for final exams IN the hospital! One of the classes was psychology, which did make him chuckle since he was learning about the illness he’d been diagnosed with. He ended up on the Dean’s List (in biomedical engineering!) for the semester. He seemed so much better we let him stay in Austin, living with my parents. His doctor had thought he would be better off at home, but we thought we should honor his request to stay at UT.</p>
<p>Looking back on it, that was probably not the best decision, but you need to realize this: For the most part, these young people have been VERY NORMAL and successful before they fell ill. My son was an Eagle Scout, Junior Olympics distance runner, excellent student, etc. Parents have no framework for understanding how such a kid could fall THAT ill THAT quickly. They want to believe it is a “temporary” illness (a possibility his first psychiatrist brought up and that we latched onto). NAMI helped us understand that we were going through a grieving process after he fell ill, and one of the stages is DENIAL. So, anyway, I can understand why some parents leave the child on campus too long.</p>
<p>Before the sophomore year started, my husband went down to Austin with him and got all sorts of support in place for him. He even talked to the co-op’s manager to let her know of his situation. My son seemed happy and stable. </p>
<p>Well, about three days into the semester, he called, feeling suicidal. We contacted his doctor, who talked to him and thought he would be all right. The following week, she called me on my cell phone and said, “Your son is in such bad shape he either needs to go to the hospital or take the NEXT plane home.” And she meant “next” quite literally. She thought that if he got home, he would be OK. And she was right, at least for another year and a half, until he had to hospitalized again.</p>
<p>Now he lives at home and takes classes. The disabilities office at his school has been wonderful. He is studying such advanced math that his engineer parents don’t understand what he’s talking about! We’re hoping he can work as an actuary or mathematician, but it’s hard to tell at this stage if that’s realistic. </p>