Need advice on son: 62-years-old, underlying conditions.

[Thirties Child]

I want him to approach the CDC and ask if his underlying conditions qualify him for a vaccine, even though he's not 65. He's an undiagnosed Autistic who denies it:

Underlying conditions (all diagnosed by the VA):

Diabetes 2
IBS
Borderline Gastroparesis (food stays in the stomach)
Barrett's Esophagus, early (precancerous)

[Kali]

1. my guess would be probably not

I think a lot more depends on what state he lives in. does he have a regular doctor that could help find this out or make recommendations for him?

[BGBD]

2. Have him call

your county health department.

That's the most likely place to be able to tell you something. CDC isn't going to have an answer.

[hunter]

3. Is he isolating himself?

Isolation is easy.

My diagnosis has been beaten into me by more than one very expensive 72 hour locked psych ward vacations.

The only saving grace in my life is that I become quite amicable at my very, very, worst.

Begging the forgiveness, especially family, who have suffered me beyond my singularly very worst.

[moonscape]

4. There are a lot of us with comorbidities

who are waiting. I have several including active chemo and am older than your son but miss the 75 year-old cutoff locally. We have a supply shortage and in my area they are still vaccinating front-line heath workers which is how it should be.

Following local availabilty and criteria for eligibility is where we are. But I get it; it’s hard waiting.

[Thirties Child]

5. He just called (I think to get me off his back.)

The VA has also diagnosed the multiple pre-squamous cell spots on both arms - he's a redhead. He's 62.

He said 1-A is being called now, he's 1-B, I think because of his job. He's a cashier at Kroger. I'm waiting for him to move in with me as my caregiver. I see my doctor on the 17th. She had said I need to consider Assisted Living, which I can't afford. She liked the idea of me moving in with my son -- I'll ask her to write a note that I need him as a caregiver. I've fallen 171 times in the last two and a half years, the last one a couple of days before New Year's. (I count, just like my father, whom I'm sure was autistic.) Younger son watched me fall once, said I don't get hurt because I don't resist. I crumple.

I think I'm also autistic -- as a baby I didn't want to be held, certainly not cuddled. Everyone who knew me then talked about how I pushed people away when they tried to pick me up. My poor mother -- I was her first child. She must have felt rejected. Her next baby loved cuddles. My best friend said I was different.