Hallo Marieke an CSI-fan3,
I asked my parent's four months ago, I asked, on the phone, to my dad, if they were willing to cooperate because I wanted to get diagnosed. I also gave them some links, so they could look up some information. A week later I asked them what they thought of my question. They said it was OK. My mom asked afterwards, do you think this description fits your dad and middle brother too.
I'm glad I gave some links.
They are going to coöperate.
I'm not sure if I would have asked them if I was not seeking a diagnosis. Now the question of *** is there for them too. Not because they choose to look for it, but because I asked the question.
My dad needs to read everything he can on a topic. And if my mom is interested too she'll read aswell. Gives them something to speculate. Thats why I gave them links to text where I either recognized myself, or my dad. They could not focus on what was not me without taking more than half of it not serious.
Hoe gaat ie verder, are you enjoying yourself Marieke?
Congratulations Marieke, hope your next year will be great. And that your son will soon have his birthday.
Kids here have 'friendsbooks' now. They are horrible. There is not even the possibility of making something yourself. It's only a list of questions. My girls don't like them. In a negative mood they can answer everything negative (I like that attitude, does that make me a bad mom ;-)). It's not about friendship, its about collecting as many people as you can.
My daughters have got poetry albums and like to make up their own verses. The youngest asked friends to draw or write something (kindergarten). But then 'wise' mothers decided they would do the writing. And the verses are just as boring as ever. They are picky who gets to write in them. I like that.
When I look back in my album I do appreciate the verses that were made especially for me. I hate the prefab.
With presents its just the same. If I bring a present I have thought of it. It's not just something grabbed from a shelf in the shops. I can't stand it when some-one does that. Like the mom of a friend of my youngest. She did not even think about how my daughter gets rashes very soon, and that she can't cope with lots of sugar. She always asked me how the youngest was doing with her skin and sugar. And for her birthday brought her a tin of sweets 99% sugar, the rest additives and small bottles with smelly lotion and bathfoam. I don't get that. She's sort of empathic, but does not think.
I'd rather have it the other way around.
Do your parents think you will change when you've got a dx? As if they need to help you just as much as they do with/for your brother? Can't they see that knowing might be all the help you need from them?
Just popped into my head.