Coping with injured or ill relatives

Hello everyone.

On Sunday 1st June, my dad slipped half-way down a flight of stairs in my family home. Unfortunately, this broke a bone in his shoulder, and it caused nasty bruising on one side of his body.

My dad shouted in agony, and his reaction was somewhat unrepeatable. I was watching TV with my headphones on at the time, but I was frightened to hear that unexpected thumping and shouting. My mum called an ambulance, and a hospital x-ray checkup indicated he had broken a bone in his shoulder, and it would take an average recovery time of around 6 to 8 weeks to heal.

As a person with autism, I struggle to cope if a friend or relative of mine is unexpectedly injured, or has suffered from a nasty illness. My parents are also my carers, because they know I have autism, and they support me where necessary. In 1999, one of my grandparents tragically died on my 18th birthday. It was one of the worst possible things that could potentially ruin a special occasion like that one.

I struggled to cope with such situations in my childhood days, but as of today (Monday 16th June), I am 33 years old, and although I still struggle at first, I cope a lot better. I gave my dad a 'Get Well Soon' card, and I instructed my relatives to do the same thing. I personally want him to get well soon, and I would literally not rest until he fully recovers. Me and my family are going on holiday in mid-September - hopefully my dad's shoulder bone will be completely healed by then. Coping with my own difficult situations (e.g. transport, thunderstorms etc) is one thing, but if a friend or relative of mine is injured or ill, things are even more difficult for me personally.

Have any of you coped with similar situations? Life at home, the workplace, at school or wherever can be difficult if someone you know is injured or ill. Any similar stories would be appreciated.

Regards

Peter Fray

  • I don't know if I have been in a similar situation or not, but I understand that things happening suddenly and unexpectedly is not helpfule for people like us, but unfortunately it's just one of those things of life.  Me and my granny had a great bond because we are both on the autistic spectrum.  She stopped working from about the age of 40 due to mental health issues becomming too difficult to cope with, and then developing ME didn't help.  So, when my Dad left my family when I was about 2 I lived with my mum and my grandparents for several years.  Unfortunately my grandparents got hooked on smoking from a young age so by the time my granny had turned 68 she had emphysema.  I spent Christmas with her in 2012, but then by New Year she caught a chest infection and as everyone was out partying on the 31st December I was in hospital holding my granny's hand as she died, and then my grandads when he died 5 months later from lung cancer.

    She was very ill for about 5 years, but for most of it I just carried on as normal.  I could only really understand how she felt when her anxiety levels increased and she started to panic.  These were times when she wasn't getting enough oxygen and felt like she was suffocating.  If my relatives or friends are ill I don't really act any differently.  If a person I know of (not close friend/relative) is not well I don't show empathy very well, only sympathy if I've been through the situation myself, because I understand then what it's like.  But, I just help in my own way, not what is expected of me by society.  I help by keeping things normal and by doing things like the washing or going to get shopping for them, or just to be someone they can rant to if they want to talk, because I don't like gossip so people feel like they can confide in me because of that. 

    I'm not really good at being sympathetic/empathetic in the workplace because I go through a lot physically and mentally just to leave the door and get into work in the morning so when people spend the day complaining about something like being tired, or having a mild cold, I don't react to it.  I just feel nothing, but I'm guessing that's just my autistic side.  We're all different and it's not bad.  There is other people I work with that happily give out sympathy/empathy to them instead of me.