Saturday, February 4, 2023

Comments by allintheconversation

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  • When I read about this I become increasingly aware of how unimportant a medical interpretation of “psychosis” is.
    In fact worse, the medical definition is an invitation for neurologists to seek something which just doesn’t exist.
    Sheer folly that medical science should want to physically, chemically or biologically identify grief, despair, depression, happiness or any other emotional response, in an attempt to find remedy or alleviate natural human response, not allowing considered thought to develop and find expression among loved ones.

    Imagine if medical science could specifically identify the antidote to grief. What then? Would we eliminate grief from human experience (like polio or leprosy) with a pill or intravenous injection.

    Consequentially when our nearest and dearest depart this mortal coil we will feel nothing, grieving will be an option. This would surely be a mistake. Oh folly that we may become ruthless, hedonistic, robots.

    I wonder how long it will take before the medics amongst us come to realise that a biological mechanism that might define the grieving process should not be medically tampered with. It is the compassion in the relational world and the thoughts which arise as a result of our perceptions which is important. The freedom to relate experience to expression and be heard.

    There is no medical cure for a bad experience, nor is there a medical cure for its’ emotional response.

  • Interesting to see the way nurses are trained. Perhaps more interesting are the first year study books for our upcoming Doctors and Psychiatrists. It seems as though the austere medical mechanical physical approach that is so effective in treating our broken limbs and our infectious diseases is extended to include our reactions to what goes on around us.

    The hurt of the mind that experiences war, bullying, personal loss, grief, rejection etc. is also fair game for pathological description. The Doctor’s training understandably involves a physical assault on the brain, whether by surgery, toxic chemicals or electric shock. An endless endeavour to find the magical gene combination responsible for the elixir of life. I wonder who will be the first to discover happiness. And who will make us all that way, irrespective of the real world in which we live, that knows of no such constant.

  • To bring you up to date in one instance. He is still practicing. For a hefty fee he will listen to you patiently, to the point he seems credible, then right you an uplifting report. He will look at your current drugs regime that you have been following for the past 15 years, then prescribe additional anti-depressants to “help” you, saying they won’t cause you harm. This would be sad, laughable if it weren’t so tragic.

  • I like most of what you say here but I am offended by this sentence, ” and shift from paternalistic treatment to care that values the insights and agency of those it claims to support”. To say that we have a paternalistic treatment system is deeply offensive to all fathers. Symptom based treatment yes, but why do you specifically mention father? You might equally describe the current system as maternalistic treatment because mother is more likely to be the one who administers calpol, rather have the time to talk. Perhaps “treatment as usual” might have been a more appropriate description of the current system of care.

  • The event has been and gone and I remain profoundly moved every time Open Dialogue enthusiasts get together and talk about what it is that they do. To think that how we talk to one another, listen and relate would be so hugely influential in our well being.

    The machine lay dormant
    It’s parts jammed, frustrated, cogs stuck, wires hanging loose disconnected
    The power was on but pulsing in pain rather than delight
    Circuits were stuck in a continuous loop with no hope of change

    Then came the lube
    A new lease of life
    The grinding noises quietened, the pain, the tension abated
    And the machine lurched into motion, it’s old smiley self revitalised

    The machine is still the machine, it puffs, it pants, it squeals, sometimes in pain
    At others in delight
    But it’s running better now, it cares for itself, a new lease of life hope and love.

  • I don’t think the drugs were ever thought of as a cure. They are a control mechanism, reducing the need for previous methods such as incarceration. They were and are used as a stopgap whilst other ways were supposed to help improve mental health.
    There is no medical solution for a crisis of thoughts. Dialogue and relationship seem to be the most important factors, which is well evidenced.

  • This article triggered me to think, who are these people we call Psychiatrists to whom we depend upon for our mental well-being?

    In my experience they are mostly medically trained Doctors with a little bit extra added on. Reil back in coined the term psychiatry, (Greek, meaning medication of the soul)

    If we continue to train “Psychiatrists” with such knowledge we will continue to get the same disastrous results, an increasing number of patients overly medicated with neuroleptics. Instead they could have recovered from their “thought crisis” and been living a relatively healthy life should they have kept away from medication and sought a psycho-social solution to their dilemma.

    Who was it who said the definition of insanity is repeating something that doesn’t work, believing that it could?

    Let’s leave out the biological explanations for one split second, who cares what the hypothalamus is doing or how many or where the neurotransmitters are. Is it a problem, and if it is is it fixable with chemical additives or are we just playing God with peoples lives.

    The best recovery methods involve a combined approach and a concerned one. This is a familial approach and goes to the heart of what it is to relate to one another.