Becky (beckatsila) wrote in bad_service,
Becky
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Psychodrama suck

I have schizoaffective disorder and I take medication for it. I'm also on disability. Because of my history, I can't dispense my own medications--I have to go to the clinic on weekdays and wait for a social worker on weekends.

These are some following sucky tales from my everyday life.

Dear Social Worker,

How in the world can you possibly forget you're on call? Didn't the fact that you had thirty different medication boxes in your company car give you a hint? I have morning and evening medication that need to be taken IN THE MORNING and IN THE EVENING, respectively. Forgetting to deliver my meds until 8 p.m. Saturday night? Not cool.

The voices are telling me to bitchslap you,

Me

Dear CVS,

I'm on antipsychotics for a reason. That reason is, if I don't take them, I go psychotic. So do you understand why I'm a little upset with you for losing the prescription?

Please give me the damn meds,

Me

Dear Social Worker 2,

If I'm used to calling crisis to tell them I haven't gotten my meds, one of us is not doing their job. The fact that I didn't get my meds for the whole weekend? Unacceptable. I'm a nice, down-to-earth, understanding person--WHEN I'M ON MY MEDS. When I'm not? Well, let's just say it's obvious why I got kicked out of the Army.

Pacifist with a bloodlust,

Me

Dear On-Call Counselor,

When I call the answering service and say it's an emergency, guess what? IT'S AN EMERGENCY! That means the problem needs dealt with TODAY. Not next business day, not two days from today, TODAY.

It's generally inadvisable to put a suicidal person on hold,

Me

Dear Social Worker 3,

I remember how you called the cops on me when I told you I wanted to hurt myself but not kill myself. I remember them taking me to the hospital in handcuffs, a forced psychiatric evaluation, an involuntary admission, and a threat of a court order for treatment if I didn't sign myself in. I know the rules--danger to self or others, they can lock you up without your consent. So when I tell you that my ex has threatened to kill me, told me how he'll do it, has access to a weapon, and has a history of violence, the proper answer is not "There's nothing I can do." It is not to refuse to help me go to the police, either.

If I die I'll come back from Hell to haunt you,

Me

Scary thing is, this is the best, most cutting-edge treatment in Indianapolis. And it's worlds better than what I was getting when I lived in Boone County, Indiana.
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