Well, my Monday wasn't a bad day but it was intense for a while. I know I've told you all that I work in a community mental health center. I am a Case Manager and I am the person that individuals have the most contact with when they come in to see the doctor or need any other kind of service. Sometimes that service is just to provide a shoulder to cry/lean on and sometimes that service is to help a doctor provide emergency care.
Yesterday we had a young woman who had made a serious suicide attempt the night before come in to see the doctor. We've worried about her for a while because she is resistant to treatment and very depressed. She once again refused to go into the hospital and refused the offered medications all while saying she didn't want to live anymore. Now, anyone who has been alive in this century knows that once someone says they want to kill themselves or others, they can be committed (302'd is what we call it). The doctor left the office to notify the authorities (police must be involved in an involuntary committment) and the young woman and I chatted. I knew what was happening and felt anxious about it. When the policemen came in, and of course they were large men, I saw her body stiffen. But she went along and we escorted her to our crisis center. I walked next to her with my hand on her back to offer some reassurance. We signed her in and then I called her mother. When it was over, I felt drained even though it wasn't really all that dramatic. There is something about making someone do something against their will that is exhausting to me. I know in my heart it was the right thing to do but I also firmly believe individuals (who are coherent and thinking clearly) should be able to determine what they want to do with their own lives. If she were not depressed and still decided she did not want to live, I would support her decision. I might not understand it, but I would support it. Tough situation all around.
I didn't know that Australia had compulsory voting. I can't imagine that. Our election turn out is abysmal at best but I know if someone suggested people be required to vote, that person would be run out of town on a rail. We loves us our freedom, here in these United States, even if we don't know what to do with it sometimes.
Tonight is Debate number 2. Obama is ahead in the polls and the campaign ads are getting a little edgier. Only 4 more weeks to go. These last four weeks always seem endless. Oh, and I was misinformed when I said yesterday that it was the last day to register. It was the last day in Pennsylvania. States can set their own deadlines. I didn't know. Sorry.
And lastly, my oldest daughter now has sapphire colored hair. She told me she was getting her hair done on her way home from work yesterday and silly me, I thought she was getting the last of the purple rinsed out from Otakon in August. Instead, she had it dyed a deep purple/blue. It's cut in a cute style and the color is pretty, it'll just take some getting used to. I raised me some independent thinkers. Pk is lamenting that he has two blonde daughters and neither one of them has blonde hair at the moment. Em is a redhead and El is a bluehead. Kate, my brown haired daughter is wearing her natural color, for the moment. Who knows how long that will last? If they want to experiment, I'm glad it's with their hair which will grow back.
Well, I'm off to check the phone messages and emails that have accumulated overnight and start my work day. Have a good one everyone.