I got another call from my father. He got another call from my mother. She’s had another sudden recovery. My dad is overjoyed. I think I disappointed him with my reaction… cautious and skeptical. “That’s cool, but I’d like to see it last more than a day.” I said.

My new family title: killjoy.

Queue the light-bulb… mom stops taking medication (or takes it erratically), suddenly gets better, starts taking medication regularly, gets worse, stops taking medication, suddenly gets better.

I’m no psychiatrist, but I don’t think it takes any specialized training to recognize a pattern.