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I love my OT paychecks, but GOD this week has sucked. My sympathies to all of you stuck in Minnesota, we've had 4-8 hr etas on dispatches all week since last Friday, Santa's decided to work out of Minnesota and took the north pole with him, apparently. Three quarters of one of our offices can't drive in snow so we got all their call volume. 5 min breaks in 5 hours of work, IF we're lucky? I'm exhausted. 8 more hours tomorrow.
Of course, I'm stuck in Iowa. Soooo... RAGE! I HATE IOWA!
It was in Dishonored. I accidentally killed someone while trying to use the heart item on them. Imagine my surprise when I instead used a knife on them.
Nothing is going to get better. It's not.”
― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax
Abhorash says, "Ve'kahi has proved that even bastards can earn their place."
Nothing is going to get better. It's not.”
― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax
We use electroconvulsive therapy perhaps twice a month where I was working. It can work for bipolar and other things if done correctly. Although, I did not administer it personally, I am mostly just present with my participants/clients as moral support. We had a lady on seroquel and several other antipsychotic and depression medications for years. She had an acute case of schizoid-depressive affective disorder. Several treatments later she is recovering and using half the dose of drugs, has a job, partner and only drops in to discuss her weight gain from time to time.
Having said all that it is a last resort and I have heard some people get it administered more than they should, so I have ethical concerns about it still. But I am not a psychiatrist so I just advice and curse as required.
Abhorash says, "Ve'kahi has proved that even bastards can earn their place."
@Riluo Where do you work?
Abhorash says, "Ve'kahi has proved that even bastards can earn their place."
Edit: Typo.
[spoiler]Well, I'm pretty angry right now. I HATE arguing with people that refuse to put themselves in the other person's shoes. I've spent, I don't know how long, trying to explain calmly to someone my point of view on something only have them tell me I'm stupid and wrong and that what I think doesn't matter. Maybe I'm a pushover but in the end I just stop talking and ignore the person until they shut up about it only to have the conversation later turn right back to the subject because sentences were left unfinished. I just really hate when people aren't even willing to attempt to see what they've done or said from another point of view thinking that there is no possible way in the entire world that they could have said or done something wrong to cause the problems they have.
On other note, I've been feeling low. A friend of mine, his dad died recently from a terrible accident. I didn't like his dad, but no one deserves to go out the way he did and I feel the need to share. His dad was a drunk and an asshole. He often said really cruel things and was really mean to me sometimes. He wasn't a good guy at the end of his life. In order to understand, I have to explain a little background.
His wife had passed away and he was really attached to her. They had had three children and due to his working all the time and his wife's alcoholism, they lost custody of the kids. After his wife died, his personality changed a bit and shortly afterwards, his father died, having lost his battle with cancer. A sad story, yeah. Anyway, as the years went on, he learned how to drink in a way that he was able to keep himself going. He would drink for a few months, getting completely wasted and then would stop for a few months and let his body heal. Honestly, and sadly, I liked him better drunk. He was nicer then. When he was sober he was just..in so much pain and he took that pain out on everyone around him. He told his first born more than once that he wished he and his wife had an abortion.
I'd never seen a real fight before. I was pretty sheltered, I was never in a fight and never witnessed one, until I met this family. It was really scary.
So anyway, the month of his wife's death came around, the 10 year anniversary in fact and he got himself really drunk and decided to cook some food. We don't know exactly what happened, but this is our best guess. We think he passed out over the stove and was leaning against the microwave above the stove and caught the sleeve of his sweater on fire. He didn't yell, he didn't cry out and there were no fire detectors in the house. My friend had another friend over and that friend smelled smoke so they went to check it out. The kitchen and part of the living room was filled with smoke and they found the dad laying on the floor of the kitchen, on fire. The friend of my friend was thankfully a fast thinker and grabbed the hose on the sink and started spraying him to put him out while my friend called 911.
He had third degree burns on his face, neck, back, stomach and chest. His arm and hand were forth degree. He lasted a week in the hospital before he passed away. His organs couldn't take it and started shutting down.
Here's where the rage part comes in. This man's sister has suddenly decided that she wants to take over everything. She's putting her nose in trying to take over the house where my friend did most of the work and took care of his grandmother while his father did not. She keeps belittling my friend over the stupidest things that don't matter. This man kept his room a mess and expects me and my friend to clean it out. It's disgusting. She wants him to move out in the next five years and claims that she's going to move into the dad's old room, that she expects us to clean and she wont help with.
We went to her, several times over the last four years asking and even begging her for help at times to deal with him. To help us find him help, to get him help. We told her everything and now that he's passed she finally wants to help? It ticks me off. Where was she before? Why didn't she help us before when we could have prevented a lot of this from happening. My friend and I had been making plans shortly before this happened to contact some doctors and the police to see if we could get him help due his inability to take care of himself and his decrees in mental stability. She is a nurse for crying out loud, why couldn't she help us before? She saw how bad he got sometimes. Shoot, she was the one that helped us get him into the hospital and get into counseling last time it got really bad. We told her how bad it got. My friend even called her crying sometimes, begging for her to help us with him because we couldn't do anything because we didn't know anything about how anything worked!
[spoiler]I love kids, but I don't have any of my own due to the fact that I still live at home with mom and dad and I don't feel right trying to have a baby when I can't even support myself. So I take the proper precautions.
I used to babysit for the family that lives across the street from me but due to the elder boys increasingly bad behavior and the fact that their father is a jackass and has on numerous occasions put myself and my family down because we don't smack our nephew across the face when he misbehaves or beat the hell out of our dogs when they bark. Nor would I spank their children (not my place) when they were mouthy or brought home bad papers, and because I was cuddly person and as such because I helped raise their youngest son (dad worked all the time and at one point was gone for a full summer leaving his wife and me the only ones looking after the kids so he didn't get to smack around and 'toughen' up the younger boy), he was kind cuddly too. My sister (who was also babysitting them) and I found it best to quit.
So, since I've quit, I've been looking for other ways to get my 'baby needs' out of the way. There's my nephew of course, but honestly, he's a smart kid. I hold intelligent conversations with him. Soon he'll be old enough to play Aetolia which (wow, yeah.) as he's been bugging me let him since I started but he's a bit too young. (Just turned 10.)
The only girl friend I have has a couple of kids and for a while she was too far away for me to take them, but now she's back at her parents house, which is just around the corner so I jumped at this. When she was just about to have her second, the doctor put her on bed rest and she decided to ask me to take her oldest, Zoi, for a while. I had her for a whole week. Not once did she call, she came and visited after I told her Zoi was crying for her, but her stay lasted about twenty minutes because she 'had to leave'. Rowan was born pretty healthy, small and went through nicotine withdrawls, but healthy.
I take those kids once a month for the weekend, sometimes more if I can find another house to stay at because Zoi is 23 months now and running all over and Rowan is two and half months so yeah. There is no such thing as sleep when they're around and my mom works and doesn't like her sleep interrupted. This month, I asked for the kids right before Christmas. I don't have a job right now and so I made the kids winter hats. Rowan is getting a Jack hat, while Zoi is getting Sally. My friend will not get back ahold of me. I think she pissed because I wouldn't take them durring her birthday weekend because I wanted to go to her party, that I only stayed an hour and a half at, because I don't like her friends but I wanted to be there for her. Plus I was the driver of my tiny group and couldn't drink that night...so I think this is her way of getting back at me which really ticks me off.
I am the ONLY one of the FIVE 'godparents' those kids have that take them, ever. I don't know of any of the other ones that have kept them for even an hour. She knows when they're with me, that they're safe and I know that's why she likes that I take them, but I know she doesn't have anyone taking them this weekend because it's her weekend to have them. (She's not with the father anymore, stupid druggie, but he's allowed to take them every other weekend even though she's witnessed him abusing the older girl when she would cry when she was infant. He pinched her so many times her legs where speckled purple. He supposedly hasn't done this since he moved back in with his mom.)
Nothing is going to get better. It's not.”
― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax
Nothing is going to get better. It's not.”
― Dr. Seuss, The Lorax