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08-01-2025, 04:22 AM
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But you could be the walking dead, because sometimes there’s still enough fentanyl in there to kill. So unless the person gets medically cleared at an ER, they could still die anywhere from a few minutes to an hour+ after being hit with Narcan and revived There’s a really sad story online of a young adult who was narcan’ed and discharged from an ER in a still heavily intoxicated state and dropped dead a few hundred yards away. Major lawsuit | |||
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08-01-2025, 05:36 AM
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my favorite i found [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] also first responders have their own social media? my gawd i bet that's some pure pure good shit. | ||||
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#98
08-05-2025, 02:28 AM
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Had a very psychotic client today, couldn’t assess because he was oriented x0. Was mumbling nonsense gibberish and doing bizarre things like holding his debit card up to his face. Then touching his face with the card. Ok putting the card back down, continuing to mumble the gibberish. Ok taking the debit card out again, touching it to his eye facing out. More mumbling…
Also there was the guy’s case manager who wanted him to go to a psych hospital. I was like he’s completely not oriented no way in helllllll am I transporting him in this mental state She’s like oh he just gets like this when he’s off his meds. Oh ok, I’ll tell the coroner that after they have to scrape him off the road when he randomly jumps out. She’s like I’ll transport him. And I’m thinking yea, you’re his case manager, why am I even here? But I offer to follow and meet them to help assist if needed, and she asks plz. And the highlight of my day was seeing a random rooster just chilling outside the psych hospital. I started strutting and peacocking around him to establish dominance before I remembered that I was working [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] | ||
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#99
08-14-2025, 12:25 AM
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So this isn’t very mental health but it happened at work today so I guess I’ll say it here. So I’m out on this senior woman with depression who is being for lack of a better word, kind of cunt to everyone, especially her husband, some roughneck outdoorsy handyman type of older dude. And he’s just taking it silently, with a worn out expression like he’s been taking his wife’s depresssd cuntiness for a long time
Her hot sounding young psychiatrist lady was INSISTING to me on the phone that she go to a behavioral health hospital because was having thoughts to OD, by the Psychiatrist saying either she goes or do you want me to force her or will you? So whatever, she already mentioned having overdosed herself into the ICU in the past when she attempts she means biz So we go to the BH hospital with her husband. They call her name for the assessment and she stands up and spikes her paperwork she was filling out into her husband’s face and storms in, and I’m thinking all class, this lady. Class class class. And for a while we’re listening to her drop F bombs and insult the staff But the husband is a chatty Kathy, and since I’m trying to kill time at the end of my shift and not get another call and get fucked over I’m obliging him. So for like 40 straight minutes I listen to him blah about the most inane shit He’s like “my wife’s friend’s daughter is really manipulating her and it’s clear she doesn’t respect her and-“….and I’m thinking are we talking about your wife’s friend’s daughter’s life now? Jesus Christ man this is so uninteresting Then the subject shifts to his parents who’ve both obviously passed away. And he said his mom at the end was living in an “assisted living” but I think he meant memory care unit because she had dementia and couldn’t speak or understand anyone. He said he was driving home from work and he had this overwhelming impulse to visit his mom So he went to her assisted living and planned to just give her the usual hug and kiss and say hi and bye. But he said there was a lady which he thought was staff standing there, and she asked him as he got close is this [her name], and then is this your mom? And then he said her next question was “please share with me all the things you love about your mom” And I was thinking ok that’s an odd question for staff to ask, I’ve been in many assisted living and memory care units. And so he said he kinda poured his heart out to the lady, saying things he wished he could have said to his mom but he didn’t think she’d understand. And the lady says ty and he turns and hunkers down and gives his mom a hug and a kiss. And he spins around and the woman is gone, no door closing, no running noises. Just gone like she never was. He said I think if angels are real that might have been hers. And he wzz crying as he said it, which was unexpected from a roughneck type So amidst 40 straight minutes of pure slop, here’s this Diamond in the rough anecdote, that is either a possible God moment, or one hell of a lie, and he sold it too with the crying. Dude should be a fuckin con man if it’s made up, still entertaining. That’s the cool part about having to constantly meet new people | ||
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#100
06-30-2026, 04:01 PM
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Have to mention the craziest call I’ve almost ever been on in 19 years in behavioral health. Happened about 5ish months ago, and might take two full posts to tell:
A lady around my age (early 40’s) was requested by her PCP to contact us for a mental health assessment. I show up at her apartment, and notice outside there are boxes and boxes piled up, sometimes 5-6 feet high. And lots of the packages are Amazon deliveries, still fresh in the package unopened. I had two thoughts: man you must have some saintly neighbors for these not to be stolen yet. And the other thought was I don’t think your ap’t complex admin is going to allow you piling this much shit outside your door… Her front door is wide open, and she’s sitting in the living room in a thin tank top type shirt and her underwear, sitting on the floor. I walk in and greet her, and notice more boxes inside, including a huge 65+ in flatscreen tv still in the box in her living room. My next thought was “oh no, lady, I hope you can return this stuff once you get stable, because no doubt your spending spree is wrecking your finances” We get to chatting and she’s clearly experience thought blockage, often just staring blankly not able to answer simple questions. And she’s also clearly experiencing internal stimuli and hallucinations, she’ll turn her head and appear to be listening to someone not there. She seemed to be into health and fitness and so to build rapport I got to talking about how both like the exact same powerbar I eventually ask are you hearing voices or seeing things other’s don’t. And she says yes she sees a “hyper sexual” lady, who commands her to do things that she doesn’t like. That’s as much as she wanted to say about that. She sheepishly looks up at me and says “I might be manic, I have been on a bit of a shopping spree”, and I said “I can see that”. Then she says “I saw 3 different movies in the movie theater yesterday” And in my head I’m thinking you must be crazy because no one does that shit. What is that like 6+ straight hours of movies? I could see if it was an LOTR marathon but otherwise nah. Then she says “then I lost my car”. I say “you left it at the movie theater?” She shrugs and says “can you help me look for it?” I say no I can’t drive you around looking for your car. Instead I say look, you mention you think you are manic, you are experiencing hallucinations, you are overspending, why dont you let me take you to a behavioral health hospital? She says no thanks, she will meet with her naturopath doctor on Friday. She says the doctor told her to get off all her psych meds months ago and do a keto diet instead. I thought well I don’t believe that, but if that’s true, that doctor is a quack So far pretty normal stuff for me….it’ll get a lot weirder in the next post: | ||
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