Ah, that is awful. I've been in similar situations at the teen shelter, and it's so frustrating. I hope things work out better for her and you.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Um. If someone is throwing rocks at you is that not enough for you to be allowed to call the cops and suggest a hold? I mean, I know it's your job and I'm sure you have to put up with various things from folks that you wouldn't from strangers, but at what point are you allowed to say "this person is endangering me and making my job impossible to perform and needs to stop"?
The thing is, when we've called the police in previous incidents, it backfired because B. enjoyed the attention. We have also not managed to convince either cops or emergency room docs to send her in for the 72hr psych eval. My thinking was that if outsiders called the cops in, they might see the need for more concrete action.
Mind you, I don't know that IS what would happen.
Here is a blog post on the topic of things persons with chronic illnesses think. [link]
Oh, Andi, what a rotten situation, for all of you. Poor B. Don't the doctors talk to the house staff/case managers about the clients? Surely her increasing level of violence ought to make them realize her meds are all wrong. I'm sorry.
Almost late for court. 3 min to spare. Thankfully two other jurors are late. Not the last one!!!
I am not a morning person.
Somehow we lost the doc who was most responsive. She gave us her cell phone number so we could call anytime we had a question or an issue. She was gradually increasing the dosage on the Seroquel. At first, due the stress on B.'s body from the Clozapine, she didn't have the energy to get violent, so it was ok(ish). Dr. K was increasing the dosage slowly for two reasons - trying to allow B. to recover, and hoping that a period of time off the Seroquel would reset the effective dosage to a lower amount (lower dosage, lower side effects). Dr. K is now out of the picture. And the new doc is... not getting favorable reviews from my supervisor. I haven't had to deal with him yet.
In other news I just went to town on someone who posted a "income tax didn't start until 1913 and yet somehow we still had roads, schools and an army and navy who'd won 8 wars" thing. I'm gonna C&P my reply, cuz I'm kinda proud of it.
Um, you really saying you want to go back to the good old days when local roads were built by 3 days of labor assessed on all able-bodied men? That's how they did it in New York state. Of course, since the majority of all men in New York were not road builders by profession, they were kinda the opposite of awesome. Do you think they'd update the labor assessments to include women? Me? I'd rather pay the taxes. To get further than your local town, you got to pay to use privately-owned turnpikes. Toll-bridges were separate charges. If I recall my middle-school Ohio history correctly, at least some of those turnpikes were paved with wood. At that point Ohio was still one of those places where a squirrel could get from one end of the state from another without touching the ground, so wood was plentiful and cheap (and probably could be gathered on-site). What materials do you suppose are cheap and plentiful enough that they would make private turnpikes pay now? It was when automobiles became something other than toys for the rich that it became beneficial for all of society to fund AND have access to a more extensive system of roadways built and maintained by the Federal government. But hey, if you wanna keep a horse and buggy or use just use stagecoaches, that sounds like quite the adventure. Me? I'll keep my little bitty plastic car, happily pay my taxes instead of paying tolls on EVERY leg of EVERY trip anyway but spitting distance from my home. [link] And I have to say that one of highly amusing trends to note is how the most vehemently anti-tax politicians are also the ones who hate diplomatic solutions to international problems, and also think veterans can be thrown to the wolves as a reward for their service. Me? I'd rather pay taxes than think about vets like my fiancee's nephew who served two tours in Afghanistan not getting the care they deserve. Then again, it WOULD be awesome to be able to pay for medical care in pies and chickens like they could once upon a time. I wonder how many apple pies it would take to pay off a prosthetic limb?
One the other hand, it would be really excellent if the retirement plan for war vets was still forty acres in an up-and-coming territory. And why shouldn't school teachers be lodged in the home of some worthy citizen? If you believe pols like Scott Walker, school teachers don't deserve to make enough money to have homes of their own. It's not like it's hard work. And hey, all those school paraprofessionals, well surely someone can find a nice cozy hayloft for 'em right?
Person who posted this is the wife of a good friend from college. My friend went into the Navy after school, and she drives a school bus and works as a teacher's aid.
Ha. The juror who sits next to me. Yesterday (day 1 of service) he showed up in outfit they say not to where (shorts, flip flops, tee shirt with writing that is inappropriate. The example in the video was a guy wearing a shirt that said "guilty". Juror 8 had a shirt that said something along lines of "I'll be judge mental just like your mother" or some such.) today he's in biz casual.
WS, excellent comeback. I hope that idiot is suitably embarrassed.
omnis, I'm enjoying Tales from the Jury!
Okay, it's time to clean my house. I can probably steal a bulldozer from the construction site across the street. Anyone got a flamethrower?
Anyone got a flamethrower?
Jilli's ears just perked up.