Bam!!!

This morning everything was fine.  I took Honeybunches for a walk around the block and to the high school down the street.  They have a beautiful small pond that is infested with all sorts of wildlife.  We stopped there.  He walked down to the edge of the shore to search for frogs.  He was all excited we seen one jump! He was talking to them and everything lol.  I sat on the grass enjoying listening to all the sounds of nature sing to me.  It was so relaxing.  We stayed there probably 20 minutes or so, then walked back home.

When we got here things were fine for a while.  Honeybunches was outside while I was doing some school work.  Then.... BAM!!!! All of a sudden my brother yells for me.  Honeybunches was trying to attack my parents with a stick and was throwing rocks at my father. I ran down the stairs, out the door and around the side of the house when I seen my mother finally get the stick from him and seen him throw another rock at my Dad.  I escorted him by the shoulders into the back yard away from them.  I was debating restraining him, but wondered if the nosey neighbors would call the cops on me lol. Then I put his hands behind his back for a minute and walked him up the stairs. On the way in I held his shoulders and escorted him again. In the living room he refused to go upstairs, tried kicking the dog and was kicking the trash cans.  He also tried to bite me.  I had to hold his body.  Finally he went upstairs.  I slipped him a PRN Clonidine for the first time ever, along with his regular noon time meds.  He's still very irritable, so IDK if it did any good.  IDK how I am going to get to school on Tuesday if things continue like this.  Nothing provoked him.  That was like the old Honeybunches again. At least the other day he had reasons why I believed he was aggressive.  This time I was clueless.  He's not scheduled to see the pdoc again until May 2nd, but I might call Tuesday to see if they can get us in sooner.  Maybe they will have a cancellation for Wednesday.  That would be good, to at least get a lab slip so we can see what his Lithium level is before his next appointment.

Dh called me a few times today.  The pdoc put him back on Geodon twice a day instead of once.  Same dose the other phosp had him on just split in two.  They made him choose between that and Seroquel because they're the same type of med and pdoc there says he doesn't need both.  Dh was wondering if he made the right decision he said.  He didn't think he'd sleep last night.  They gave him Trazadone which did help with that so he didn't have any issues.  They also kept him on Cymbalta, Neurontin and Remeron for now. Hopefully those changes will work...

EDIT: I went downstairs to talk to my mother and find out more of what happened.  Things were not as bad as they first seemed.  Honeybunches did have a reason: He was in the garage.  My father told him to get out.  On his way out he fell down.  My mother thinks he must think it's my father's fault he fell because then he said he was going to use the stick to sling rocks at my father.  He was not trying to attack my mother with the stick as my brother thought.  Still, he should not be trying to hit my father with rocks, or sling them at him.  My mother stepped inbetween Honeybunches and my Dad because she's younger and can move quicker. So that's the whole story.  It's not so scary when he at least had a reason.