RED SOX ARE BACK TO BACK AL EAST CHAMPS!!!

RED SOX ARE BACK TO BACK AL EAST CHAMPS!!!

My Sox won the game today and won the American League East title for the 2nd year in a row!! I am so happy for them. It’s been a tough season and there is some work to do. Unfortunately, they will be facing the same team they are facing this weekend for the first rounds of playoff games. Those games start Thursday. There is still one more game left in the regular season. I’ll listen to it because I love my boys.

I woke up around 5 in pain again for the 4th day in a row. I went back to sleep. When I woke up around 1400, I took a shower and then went to Walgreens to pick up my meds. It was really cold, around 55 degrees. The rain had stopped but began again when I came back home. I’m glad I timed it right.

I was hungry but didn’t know what to make. I decided on making White Castle cheeseburgers. My mother was napping and I was watching the game in the kitchen. I asked her what she wanted and after she thought about it, she said some scrambled eggs. Her knee was acting up again, probably because of the weather. I made her the eggs and some toast. By the time I was done, the game was won. But stupid Fox didn’t show the celebration. They went to some football game. I went up to my room to see Twitter highlights. I had the ceiling fan on. I shut it off as I was cold and put on a long sleeved Tee shirt.

I wanted something warm so went back downstairs to make a cup of tea. My mother wanted a cup of coffee so I made her one as well. My ankle is hurting now. I put in a request for my pain meds to my PCP’s office as I will run out by Tuesday. I don’t know when I will be able to get them and have it filled. It probably won’t be until Thursday. I don’t know what I am going to do. I hate being off track with refilling my meds. This 28 day shit sucks and having to go to my PCP’s office because the medical assistant is too dumb to mail it really sucks.

About a month ago, I bought these straps for the bed sheets to keep them attached to the mattress. One side of my bed always seems to come undone, and these straps are not helping. The other side is secure, though I could adjust the foam topper a little bit. I need to change the sheets soon anyway. I hate changing sheets. It is the one chore I detest. I wish I could hire someone to help me do it and also to help vacuum my rug but I don’t have the extra funds to do so. Money is going to be tight the next few months because I am going to try and save to get a new laptop. I’m going to get a new screen first to see if that solves the issue. If it does, I will just upgrade my Office to Office 2016. I found one site on Amazon that was selling it for $90. I just got to find out how many pins my screen has to make sure I buy the right replacement. I might call Dell as their website isn’t too helpful.

My Thoughts on Zero Suicide as a Person with Lived Experience

My thoughts about Zero Suicide as a person with Lived Experience

There has been a lot of talk on Twitter about Zero Suicide and it’s mission to reduce the suicide rate to zero, because 1 is just too many. At first, I was appalled that clinicians think that is possible. I for one think that it is outrageous because there is always going to be someone who dies by suicide. Maybe not in their organization but outside their organization. But then I learned that it’s not an individual’s practice but an organization or health system that strives to achieve this goal. They have trainings and meeting with those in the suicidology world.

Something kept bugging me about this. I kept quiet because I didn’t want to anger those that are for it, though I think there are a few blogs that I wrote about it before I understood the mission. While talking to a friend that is a suicide loss survivor, the bells went off. She said that it goes against Shneidman’s questions, where do you hurt and how can I help?

I am a big supporter of Dr. David Jobes work with his framework called CAMS (Collaborating, Assessment, and Management of Suicidality). I don’t know if Dr. Jobes trains these Zero Suicide clinicians. And even if they are trained, I am not sure it will be used. Most clinicians have the attitude that their skills on suicide risk are good enough when it could be faulty. Worse, they go through the training yet don’t use what they are taught. That drives me up the wall. Why bother going to a training (unless it’s a mandatory thing) if you aren’t going to take away from it?

I really think CAMS is a tried and true framework to prevent suicide based on my experience of using it in my former therapy. I also used the Suicide Status Form. Unfortunately, my therapist did not want training in CAMS and we drifted apart, thus ending our relationship. We did, while we worked together, use the initial and tracking forms but unfortunately, we never got to the outcome form. She wasn’t committed enough to see it through and that kind of pissed me off. Every time I had a suicidal episode, she just wanted to know one question on the form, The one thing that would help me no longer feel suicidal. It is an open ended statement where the client fills in their thoughts on the matter. Unfortunately, I could never come up with a satisfactory answer as I really didn’t know the reason for my suicidality. I just wanted to die and that was that. I wrote a blog about CAMS if you would like more information about how it is formed and the use of the Suicide Status Form.

I went on the website for Zero Suicide but could not seem to find the specific training that they went through. From what I gathered on Twitter from their live tweets, some of it is CAMS and some of it is using risk factors for suicide. Unfortunately, risk factors alone are not predictive of a suicide attempt. CBT has been useful in reducing suicide attempts but not all clinicians are trained in this modality. The book by Craig Bryan on CBT for preventing suicide attempts is a good book to learn more about it. I also wrote a review on the book that you can see here.
The other thing that gets me is that no where among Zero Suicide is there talk of a person’s psychological pain. There are measures, if you look for it. Dr. Holden at Queen University in Canada has created a scale to measure what Dr. Shneidman calls psychache. See my review on the research article for more information. I think it is a good psychometric to gauge a person’s level of suicidality and pain, which ultimately leads to thoughts of suicide. This must be included in any talk of preventing or intervention of suicide and also postvention, should a suicide attempt occur.

My final thoughts of Zero Suicide is that it is a novel idea but as Dr. Shneidman says, “How many suicides do you want, and I say I don’t want any, but I want there to be the freedom to do it. I study suicide but I am not pro-suicide. I’m for suicide prevention.” I share his sentiments. I do not like the talk of “suicide is not an option”. To me, that is hindering free will. I do hope the rate of suicides goes down, but the way that health care and mental health are going, I think there will be more before it lowers, especially among the chronic pain patient population.

same shit different cold bleak day

Same shit different cold bleak day

I woke up around 6 and didn’t feel well. My back and ankle were hurting pretty bad. I took some meds and played with my phone. It was too early to go anywhere and I didn’t want to spend all day at Starbucks. My psych had moved the appt up to noon. It was raining out and windy. Jose was blearing. I went to lie down for a few hours before I had to catch the bus. That is when my back gave out and I just said fuck it, I’m not leaving the house. I emailed my psych and canceled the appt.

I’ve been sleeping on and off all day. My mother called around supper time but she made something I didn’t like and then got mad that I wasn’t going to eat it. Whatever. I didn’t want to move. I hadn’t eaten anything all day. I really wasn’t hungry. My mood was in the abyss and I didn’t care if it stayed there or not. I thought about killing myself at least a hundred times. Thing was, I couldn’t move too good with my back hurting so trying to end it today just wasn’t going to happen. That just made me more depressed.

I must have chewed the inside of my cheek while sleeping because it’s really sore. I’m feeling kind of irritable. My mood just sucks. I feel like I am on a lethal path. I just want to sleep.

don’t give a fuck Saturday

Don’t give a fuck Saturday

I woke up around 11 or so. I needed coffee. I had a late night listening to the ball game as they went into extra innings. We won 13-6 in the 15th. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Then I made coffee. I had a pop tart with it and then went up to my room. By the time I got to my room, my ankle flared up. I got really depressed. I took some pain meds and waited for them to work.

I decided to read for a bit hoping that would distract me from my pain. I finished my coffee and brought my cup downstairs. I ate some turkey breast and then decided to take a nap. My ankle wasn’t having none of it. I really wanted to die at this point. I couldn’t take anymore pain meds as I just took them. It was a gnawing type of pain all around my ankle bone. I posted some things on Facebook and took an Ativan. Then I put some lidocaine on my ankle, which the bone was tender to the touch. I then forced myself to lie down and try and sleep. I put the AC on energy saver so I wouldn’t freeze my ass off.

I just didn’t care anymore. My Buckeyes were playing and I could care less. My Huskers were too. Sox are playing now. I just want to sleep. I am tired of being in pain. Tired of being.