Issues at the interface of Mavis, community-based psychiatric services and the mentally normal

[Mitchy1nge]

I think that covers us all?

Greetings from the BA lounge in Terminal 5. We made it to the airport!

Infinity, I'm really sorry to hear about your gecko.

Well done Mp and Mp's DP

oh my goodness you are on the way! How exciting! Have you got nicotine replacement therapy?

Have not left Europe since no smoking on transatlantic flights - was convinced that could never work, still expect people to start lighting up after the 'bong' of takeoff completion

maybe bong not best descriptor of that noise

going through it ALONE

with grandchild and Power Rangers Together! Samurai Forever! Go go power rangers! on Netflix

HOW ARE THEY STILL MAKING THIS SHIT

WHY IS IT SO CRAP! How can something be that BAD

PLEASE CAN I BE SECTIONED FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE INSTEAD

Sonething I read ages back and have only half-remembered and may be bullshit: Power Rangers is actually quite an interesting phenomenon - as far as I remember, there's a genre of Japanese television shows which is, pretty much, spandex-clad different-coloured superfriends save the world by jumping about doing martial arts. Different "Power Rangers" series are actually totally different TV series which just happen to look similar, which were collected under the Power Rangers brand.

Or something.

And if you think Power Rangers is shite, you're probably lucky enough never to have seen He-Man and the Masters Of The Universe.

it is giving me a mental disorder of wanting to dismember myself quite urgently

thought would lounge around resting my limbs and reading runners world but can't bear the sounds of it

on plus side tracked down thing about different diagnoses different decades for same circumstances

The depression is definitely here. Why wouldn't they listen? The good mood, the agitation, and subsequently the anxiety, was all anyone wanted to talk to me about, but I told them again and again, the depression is coming, please, I need help to stop it coming, help when it hits, help to get better, but just kept getting treatment for the symptoms I was experiencing at the time. Now it's here and I can't cope with it again.

It's only people here and my DP who have understood. I was so scared this was coming that I went for help even though I felt good, for the bad times I knew were coming, even though I never usually go for help during the up times. But they wanted to treat the up.

can you call and see duty psych today? :(

what did they have to say about the impending depression?

Do you have a link for the thing you tracked down Mitch? Sounds interesting.

(not being horrible but unconvinced that Being Three Years Old is a good excuse for finding this shit entertaining )

I called my CMHT to ask about possibly in future scheduling appointments with care coordinator for the day after psych appointments as I know I find them hard to deal with as I key myself up for them to be able to cope then feel worse afterwards and obsess about everything I and they have said, and my care coordinator has just rung me to offer to see me tomorrow morning.

no is not finished

if it ever is will link you

is about a young woman from weird family and unwanted pregnancy pressured into abortion and then subsequent mental problems and how in each decade her diagnosis and treatment would varyingly reflect interest in popular explanations of the time - so I dunno from Laing to biological psychiatry or something like that

am not writing it btw is someone who knows these things

They'be been asking things like "how do I know depression is coming" and "do I normally get depressed in this pattern" and they offer to treat the anxiety I'm feeling about getting depressed.

I know phenelzine works. I asked the doctor if it would be possible or a good idea to have some but didn't get much of an answer that I can remember. It all confuses me. I wonder if "knowing" that the depression is coming is causing me to make myself depressed like a fuckwit.

It sounds fascinating Mitch

glad you can see care coordinator tomorrow :)

Yes I hope I don't just wibble and cry all over her.

I'm not sure if this will help, but maybe.

I got my BAD 2 diagnosis six years ago. I've seen a psychiatrist six times in that period. They've offered me meds, but I've never really taken them. As stupid as it sounds while I'm sitting here drenched in tears and unable to move, I've always thought they got it wrong. My mum and sisters have bipolar, so I let myself believe that they've diagnosed it just in case. Nobody would believe it, if I told them I had it.

The diagnosis came about of its own accord. I fought it to start with, said I was okay. Explained about my family. They said I was unable to accept it because of previous trauma. Then I stopped fighting it and just humoured them instead. I use the sessions only when I need them, and to talk about what I need to talk about. They've recorded that I am open about my condition and treatment, and that I'm compliant. I'm low risk for everything.

Most of the time I don't hear from them, and I get on with things normally. Once every year, I have to have a check up. I usually postpone if and whine about how I'm fine.

It might not be so bad? Or I might be kidding myself. Or this could be the bipolar. It's just me living in my head though, so I'm going to claim the rights to know best.

This has taken three hours to write, the thread has probably moved on hugely since then.

Haven't left bedroom yet. Need too.

is prob about what is wrong with her according to delineations of being mental from withinv dsm III to 5 or something

can identify with a lot of that infinity

I think you're right Infinity, maybe it won't be so bad. I was stable, without any meds, for five years, and gradually improving - I wrote to the DWP to ask then to reassess my DLA as I felt I was better than I had been and no longer merited medium-rate. The form was weird as it was worded "why do you believe you have got worse and merit a higher level" - I must be the only person who ever requested to be given less money. But yes, I was gradually improving. In a good way, not a pathological way. I reacted with normal sadness and upset followed by acceptance and lifestyle changes when I was diagnosed with diabetes. Then this upswing hits followed by a downswing and all that is for nothing and it turns out I'm a worthless evil person with a bad personality.

My family isn't like yours, Infinity - only my grandmother had bipolar (1, I believe - she was diagnosed with manic depression, old-style, and had psychotic manias), while nearly everyone else has other mood disorders. I can see why you wouldn't believe your bipolar diagnosis when you're surrounded by people with bipolar disorder diagnoses who are different from you.

I'm so sorry you're sitting crying - you must be exhausted and I feel so grateful to you for writing your post to help me when you're suffering so much with the death of your poor lovely gecko.

I hope you will look after yourself today Infinity.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have written all that.

Thankyou for your post Infinity. You're such a lovely caring person.

you're not the only one! I did that several years ago, they dropped me from high to medium but kept the low mobility award

it was an indefinite award but will be reassessed for PIP I suppose