August 28th
through 29th we moved Lou into University of Maryland where I lost
my temper with her and then moved Marnie to Kathy’s (my sibling a year younger that me)where she would spend the summer and them move into a place of her own in DC*. It was hot
and heavy. On Saturday, we went to Jane’s (my middle sib and middle sister)
for Bridget’s (my youngest sibling) birthday.
I picked up messages on
our home phone from my sister’s and the Citadel had called to discuss a problem
with Andrew. I tried to return the call but got nowhere because it was
Sunday. Then upon leaving the party for
home, I checked messages again with a sick feeling in my stomach. This time I
got through and was told that Andrew was being given an administrative
discharge for failure to comply with the fourth class system.
I asked a few
questions and quickly discovered that the disrespectful, disruptive,
unmanageable behavior being described was not like Andrew. I was talking to the medical officer
and suggested that Andrew might be experiencing a psychosis. I was quite upset and
cried briefly.
Then I spoke with Andrew and I knew he was delusional. It was and
is very sad but I remain hopeful that the outcome of this will be a new
awareness and hopefully new skills as well.
Anyway, we turned around on Rte. 95 and headed south. We drove through
and arrived in Charleston a little after midnight. By the time we arrived,
Andrew had been admitted to the psychiatric floor of St. Francis Hospital.
My heart is heavy as I reread this.
* text in red added to hopefully clarify this post. Sorry for any confusion
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