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Posted by deirdrehbrt on February 1, 2004, at 22:24:21
Hi all,
Well... I can say that it's a good thing that I don't like foot-ball, I got to save up my rage for something really deserving.
1St. admission. I was not feeling particularly well today. I got curious, and that's always bad. I started looking around the house for interesting items, and I happened along a particular chemical concoction that is used in the maintenance of an animal. (I don't want to give out ideas).
I did a bit of research and found out how much it would take to do my intended task, and then decided to taste it just to see if I could get it down. I guess one of my alters was a bit concerned, and she called a friend.
Our friend was concerned too, and made me promise to call Emergency Services. The first call went ok, but the person there didn't believe in my assessment that the amount I took was harmless, and after we hung up, she called poison control, etc. and She wanted me in the hospital emergency room.
She told me that she would send an ambulance, and I vigorously declined that offer, and told her that I could get a ride. She didn't like that, and again brought up the idea of an ambulance or taxi. I promised that I would get there on my own within 40 minutes, and she said OK.
I'll admit at this point that I was upset, but I called a friend for a ride, got my things together, and went outside to wait. A few minutes later, I hear a siren. I walk to the corner, and along comes the ambulance and it stops at my house. My friend was right behind, as were the police, (two cars) and I got into her car. I told her to just go, but she wanted to let the ambulance crew know where I was.
Well, the ambulance crew wouldn't let me go with my friend. I was SO MAD, I threw my bag down, broke some of the things in it, I was yelling, screaming, and not looking like a sane woman. I felt so betrayed. How are we supposed to trust people when they lie to us? I just wanted to run away.
I got to the hospital, and my friend was there. I think that if she hadn't been, I would have completely lost it and been in restraints. The outcome is that after talking about how much I had taken, it wasn't a dangerous amount. (surprise), and that though the counselor at the hospital (different than 'madam truth is what?) thinks that there is cause for concern, there isn't cause for hospitalization at this point. So, I got to leave, and he got to go finish the super-bowl.
What do you do when a counselor betrays you? Is it OK to tell someone that they can get to the hospital by their own means, and then call an ambulance and police? I know that with what's going on in my life, with the DID, bipolar, etc. that it is likely I'll need to call Emergency Services again, but I'll have to think long and hard before doing so. The people I'm supposed to trust are the ones that I can't.
Oh well, I guess that although life sucks, it's better than football.Dee
Posted by Dinah on February 1, 2004, at 23:55:18
In reply to How I spent the super-bowl, posted by deirdrehbrt on February 1, 2004, at 22:24:21
I'm sorry, Dee. :( I hope you're feeling a bit better.
It's good that you have a friend that you really can trust. The others were just following their protocol, I'm sure, though I know that doesn't make it *feel* any better.
Take care of yourself.
Posted by Sabina on February 2, 2004, at 0:30:10
In reply to How I spent the super-bowl, posted by deirdrehbrt on February 1, 2004, at 22:24:21
i'm sorry that you had such a bad experience, but i'm realllly gald to hear that one of your alters and your friend were there to keep you safe because that's the most important thing of all. i'm also glad that you're back home safe and sound tonight.
i think the counselor *may* have been in a position where she was simply very worried about a person she didn't know and was just trying to make the safest decision possible.
bina
Posted by alexandra_k on February 2, 2004, at 3:21:42
In reply to How I spent the super-bowl, posted by deirdrehbrt on February 1, 2004, at 22:24:21
Hi Dee.
Perhaps the councellor from emergency services was really worried about you. Perhaps she agreed with you on the phone because you were so adamant - but then started to have visions of you collapsing or something. She may have gotten really worried and decided that if she had to choose between making sure that you were ok and hoping that you were ok that she would prefer to have you alive and mad, rather than dead with an intact promise.
I think that it would be very hard to figure out how one is supposed to respond in a situation such as this. Maybe she won't make promises next time.
I do have sympathy. I have called someone who was working with me after SI once and they informed me that they were going to call an ambulance. I informed them that if they did so I would never inform them again. They called. I do not inform. Bit of a dead end situation there. But there it is...
Posted by gardenergirl on February 2, 2004, at 5:32:42
In reply to Re: How I spent the super-bowl, posted by alexandra_k on February 2, 2004, at 3:21:42
That sounds like a really awful experience. But I'm glad you are safe!
gg
Posted by judy1 on February 2, 2004, at 10:12:23
In reply to How I spent the super-bowl, posted by deirdrehbrt on February 1, 2004, at 22:24:21
I'm really, really glad you're okay (physically at least, I know emotionally you're not). Emergency services were following their protocol, if they receive a call that someone has ingested a dangerous substance then it is the law to respond with police/fire/ambulance and take that person to the hospital where medical personnel (physicians) can make the determination on how dangerous the situation is for the person. since you are dealing with alters, that can be dangerous in itself- you can have a very hostile alter who could lie regarding what and how much was ingested, etc. I know first hand how frightening this is, especially being 'forced' into the care of unknown people. What might help in the future is to contact your therp after you make the emergency call, and he/she may help sort things out so it won't be so traumatic.
take care of yourself, judy
Posted by deirdrehbrt on February 2, 2004, at 20:59:07
In reply to Re: How I spent the super-bowl » deirdrehbrt, posted by judy1 on February 2, 2004, at 10:12:23
Thank you, everybody. I really appreciate the support.
I dont' know how things will sort themselves out, but we are mostly OK. We're sitting here with a headache, probably a combination of upset people inside, and stress on Dee. We see our therapist tomorrow, and that will help things out.
Dee
Posted by gardenergirl on February 4, 2004, at 23:45:14
In reply to Re: How I spent the super-bowl, posted by deirdrehbrt on February 2, 2004, at 20:59:07
Dee,
How are you doing? I hope better. Just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you.gg
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