No More No Less
In the words of Reg Blank, next up, more of the same.
Pinch-hit for our regular GM Tuesday night. He had to bail for a last-minute thing, and I had the unused DCC stuff from Sunday's aborted game, so that's what we played. Honestly, I almost wish that I'd opted for a discount movie instead, but whatever.
So. I have this client. She's really pretty great. She is schizoaffective like anything, but she has fantastic ADL skills and her delusions don't really present a threat to herself or others. It's almost textbook conspiracy - her memories have been swapped with another woman's, the government has put implants in her body to control her, that sort of thing. The biggest complication - up until today - is, according to her therapist's notes, her voices tell her that she and I are supposed to have a non-professional relationship. Therapist and supervisors are convinced that this won't happen, so, we press on. Heck, I spent two hours helping her with errands yesterday, and all was well. Anyway, today. During the morning Zoom meeting, her therapist messages me, asking about a batch of messages client had sent to her and other team members - but not me. Client repeated "they're telling me not to breathe help me." Therapist was near client's home and visited her; client wasn't in danger and told therapist that she had just had a bad morning. This is the first time that client's shown any kind of real expression of harm from her voices, and it's got us concerned. Client is now on our daily visit list.
Life in the big city's mental health care field.
Pinch-hit for our regular GM Tuesday night. He had to bail for a last-minute thing, and I had the unused DCC stuff from Sunday's aborted game, so that's what we played. Honestly, I almost wish that I'd opted for a discount movie instead, but whatever.
So. I have this client. She's really pretty great. She is schizoaffective like anything, but she has fantastic ADL skills and her delusions don't really present a threat to herself or others. It's almost textbook conspiracy - her memories have been swapped with another woman's, the government has put implants in her body to control her, that sort of thing. The biggest complication - up until today - is, according to her therapist's notes, her voices tell her that she and I are supposed to have a non-professional relationship. Therapist and supervisors are convinced that this won't happen, so, we press on. Heck, I spent two hours helping her with errands yesterday, and all was well. Anyway, today. During the morning Zoom meeting, her therapist messages me, asking about a batch of messages client had sent to her and other team members - but not me. Client repeated "they're telling me not to breathe help me." Therapist was near client's home and visited her; client wasn't in danger and told therapist that she had just had a bad morning. This is the first time that client's shown any kind of real expression of harm from her voices, and it's got us concerned. Client is now on our daily visit list.
Life in the big city's mental health care field.