I’ve never been much of one for counseling. I’ve tried it for depression. I’ve tried it when Mark and I were working our way through a rough marital patch. I’ve also watched Mark go through counselors until he found one he more or less clicked with. It’s hard finding the right person, and sometimes there just aren’t enough options.
After Willy started having seizures, he struggled to cope with them. The seizures destabilized his moods and made him prone to irritability. When he started taking anti-seizure medication, we expected his moods to stabilize, too. Instead, his moods got worse. In a moody fit, Willy wrote us a very scary letter that expressed suicidal feelings without suicidal ideation.
Mark is diagnosed with bi-polar disorder. I’m diagnosed with depression. We know way too much about emotional imbalances to let something like that slide. I made an appointment with Willy’s pediatrician, showed him the note, and asked for a referral. Actually, I didn’t have to ask for the referral, because the pediatrician offered me a referral before I got the chance to ask. Of course, Willy’s doctor was well-versed on Willy’s autism and epilepsy diagnoses, so he knew we’d need someone with special skills. He had just the person in mind.
When I made the call, I explained the complexities of our situation to the receptionist and asked for an appointment with the person Willy’s pediatrician recommended. It turned out that the person our pediatrician had in mind was a psychiatrist. The receptionist confirmed that she would be the very person she would recommend for a family in our situation, if we needed a psychiatrist. The receptionist recommended, however, that we start with a psychologist. She selected one based on our criteria and we scheduled our initial appointment.
Willy’s counselor turned out to be a great fit. She was easy for me to talk to, which is important because I’m the one who has to explain the complexities of our family dynamics. She’s also easy for Willy to talk to, which is even more important because he’s the one she’s trying to help. She has a solid understanding of autism, a good understanding of epilepsy, and a fabulous understanding of how special needs and adolescence can collide.
During our next neurology appointment, I showed the same letter to the neurologist. I talked about the counseling and I also talked about my discovery that mood instability and depression were a side effect of the prescribed medicine. After discussing our options, the neurologist recommended that we try a supplement called B6 before we considered changing Willy’s prescription. We were very lucky to find a medicine that eliminates Willy’s seizures with such a low dose and there’s no guarantee that another medicine will have the same results. In his experience as a neurologist, B6 had helped several patients with such side effects, though there wasn’t a documented medical explanation for it.
I can’t tell you how much of the transformation is due to the B6 and how much is due to the counseling. All I can tell you is that Willy is doing much, much better. It’s going a bit far to say Willy’s mood is stable, because he is, after all, a teenager. But he’s not depressed and his mood instability is not abnormal in its frequency or its severity. While we’re not ready to stop the counseling sessions quite yet, we’re focusing more on skill-building than on damage control. The hope is that, when we’re done, Willy will be better able to cope with life without the safety net of counseling, though we’ll continue the supplement.