My best ‘virtual’ friend is someone I’d like to meet in person. Man, she wrote a great blog on IBPF (International Bipolar Disorder Foundation), about various ways to obtain mental health care, and the cost effective avenues as well.
Ms Smeigh, “I’m honored to be your friend.”
This is What Riker’s Island Looks from The Sky
When I was driving home from my tardive dyskinesia neurologist appointment in Gainesville I read an article that made me shudder. It could be me. Prisoners being driving from one facility to another are at the mercy of untrained people who drive the vans and have more of a trucker mentality. It’s about how many people you can get quickly from one place to another. So they jam the vans, deprive the prisoners of bathroom breaks, etc. When a mentally ill person doesn’t get their meds for three or four days they can decompensate and start babbling loudly or drooling, one person died of Xanax withdrawal.
I thought…’It could have been me.’ I’ve been privileged to have good care and avoid the hospital for seventeen years but when my former bff called the cops on me and told them I was suicidal, I was in a holding area very similar to a county jail. A long time ago, the eighties, I had legal problems re my drug habit and went to jail five times, so I know what I’m talking about.
The problem is the privatization of public prison and jail systems. These people know how to penny pinch but it’s at the expense of those they transport and their human rights.
I’m Caucasian and the victim of long term reverse diversity. #whiteasianlatinoeurorussiandidImissanyone’s lives matter too!
Who is accountable here???? Intentional errors, no accountability, refused a phone number for a supervisor, critical care denied by stall tactic, Tick Tock. If I don’t get my labs done by the end of the day I’m cut off my life saving medicine. (because of it’s potential side effects)
i have a huge grievance over seven years of abuse and was directed to an agency to improve quality of service. i wrote out a seven page letter including doctors who would confirm the egregious conduct of a particular Quest Diagnostics lab service location and the systemic problem i found among representatives, being denied a number for a supervisor, finding out at the last minute, when I needed service most, not being able to make a payment plan to secure or guarantee my service, if i didn’t get it i wouldn’t get lifesaving medicine. The agency that improves quality of health told me they don’t investigate grievances of laboratories who draw blood for diagnostics. I need help. This abuse can’t go on. I’m on hold with medicare now. They were the ones who sent me to the agency who says they don’t deal with labs. Round and Round I go.
Last night, we finally got around to watching what I was afraid would be depressing, the Netflix bio on Nina Simone, the REAL documentary, not the one that just came out with actors.
There was a lot of black and white in her life and I don’t just mean race. Growing up in North Carolina, because her family were church goers, she had just enough access to the church piano that her gift was noticed and nourished.
She was a heated civil rights activist and the music she wrote after the Alabama Church bombings like “Mississippi Goddamn” was banned from the radio. Today, they’d do a deletion or an edit and she’d so much press that her album would have sold like crazy. But that was a different time and she was a black woman in the 50’s 60’s and 70’s.
At one point, after years of abuse and overwork (she was the breadwinner and her ex-cop wifebeater husband her manager) she just broke down. You could see in her eyes that she was disaffected, disconnected…depressed and dead inside.
They took her to Switzerland in the 60’s and put her on Trilofon, an antipsychotic. What interested me about that was back then they knew and warned her about tardive dyskinesia…changes to her gate, neurological twitches, and the impact it would have on her kidneys. But she recovered….it did affect her creativity and improvisation with varying genres of music, she wasn’t as wild with her art. But she was happy again. And she lived to be 70 in the South of France, financially self sufficient and as she put it, ‘free.’
This is on Facebook
If you have bipolar disorder, this group is for you. They have provided me with involvement and hope.
Psychosis is when a person loses touch with reality, such as believing something to be true when it isn’t. Read about Allison’s experience with this and how she got treatment in her next blog:
Does anyone know where the kids are? Oh, they’re being watched while I see my family friend and doctor, as I always do when I’m having issues….