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Eastone
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- Apr 13, 2020
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I won't go into too much detail, but I got picked up by the police as I was mid-suicide plan but not yet in the actual process. I was brought to the hospital where my usual Psychiatrist, who I have always trusted in the past, works.
Things have not gone well. The ER doctors claimed that I was a risk to my child (which is completely untrue, and I would be happy to go into detail as to why I am not a risk to my child) and we hadn't even discussed my parenting, the supports I have in place for my child or anything. I also was compliant and decently polite considering everything that had gone down, so no reason to believe I have an aggressive bone in my body. They didn't share this medical record with me until I had been transferred to psych, and so I couldn't even address it with the doctor to clarify the statements.
My psychiatrist told me not to worry about it, but what kind of parent would I be if I wasn't worried about a claim that I am a risk to my child? Shouldn't people be more concerned if it is true? And if it isn't true, how dare they leave that on official records?
On top of that, my diagnoses on my ER records say one thing, then the official computer record says another, and my Psychiatrist is saying a third. Then he doesn't understand why I won't accept the hardcore treatments he wants to give. If I have what he thinks, then sure maybe I would risk it. If I don't - why would I want to risk morbid obesity, diabetes, cancer, organ failure and memory loss? I am now being threatened with having my decision making rights taken away and given to a family member. I requested it be a specific friend or an independent professional, but the law doesn't support that where I live. Plus I don't get any kind of day pass to go home for Christmas, even for a couple of hours.
Although I have access to methods to Ctb in the hospital, the checks are so frequent I would risk brain injury, which is a huge fear of mine.
Why is it that people care that I am alive, but they don't give a s*** about my quality of life? Why do I not deserve a dignified death since I can't be provided with a dignified life?
Things have not gone well. The ER doctors claimed that I was a risk to my child (which is completely untrue, and I would be happy to go into detail as to why I am not a risk to my child) and we hadn't even discussed my parenting, the supports I have in place for my child or anything. I also was compliant and decently polite considering everything that had gone down, so no reason to believe I have an aggressive bone in my body. They didn't share this medical record with me until I had been transferred to psych, and so I couldn't even address it with the doctor to clarify the statements.
My psychiatrist told me not to worry about it, but what kind of parent would I be if I wasn't worried about a claim that I am a risk to my child? Shouldn't people be more concerned if it is true? And if it isn't true, how dare they leave that on official records?
On top of that, my diagnoses on my ER records say one thing, then the official computer record says another, and my Psychiatrist is saying a third. Then he doesn't understand why I won't accept the hardcore treatments he wants to give. If I have what he thinks, then sure maybe I would risk it. If I don't - why would I want to risk morbid obesity, diabetes, cancer, organ failure and memory loss? I am now being threatened with having my decision making rights taken away and given to a family member. I requested it be a specific friend or an independent professional, but the law doesn't support that where I live. Plus I don't get any kind of day pass to go home for Christmas, even for a couple of hours.
Although I have access to methods to Ctb in the hospital, the checks are so frequent I would risk brain injury, which is a huge fear of mine.
Why is it that people care that I am alive, but they don't give a s*** about my quality of life? Why do I not deserve a dignified death since I can't be provided with a dignified life?