Franks Psychiatry 4 #53: the Carer Meeting

Frank Prem

they are mainly older people

 

making tea
getting the biscuits
familiar with one another
from months or years of Meetings
like the Lion's Club
or Rotary

 

one or two
look a little startled
half afraid

 

new to the game

 

~

 

I am meeting with a group of Carers
have been asked to seek their views
about service provision
and they are ready to tell me
have rehearsed and repeated their stories
many many times

 

no longer expect to get a response
but are happy to speak anyway
being listened to is cathartic
even if nothing happens

 

the stages of a career in Caring
for the mentally ill
are transparently on show

 

~

 

the Newbies

 

look stunned
haven't come to terms with what it means
this intrusion of Mental Illness
into previously unsuspecting lives
not yet comprehending the future that awaits them
only wanting to know
what is wrong
how to fix it
that help will be there for them

 

does anyone know what this is
this Schizophrenia
why has it happened
why now
did we do something wrong

 

will it happen again

 

~

 

the Middle Stagers are angry
but to say that doesn't do them justice
rope-able is better
they know they won't get service
when they need it
that no beds are available
unless a life is at stake
that you have to be half beaten up
or expecting to die before anyone gives a shit

 

the only way to get a response
the
only way mind you
is to park your car
in front of the Ambulance Entrance
at the Emergency Department
and not shift it
if you want to get them to do anything for you
you have to inconvenience them

 

those people are supposed to be Professionals
to help those that need them
but they just don't care

 

not until it's too late

 

~

 

the Old Hands have seen it all

 

they're angry too
but they have gotten to know the system
over the years
understand that the staff do their best
some better than others
but generally they do what they can
to make it work

 

when you've been around
twenty or thirty years
as some of us have
you learn things
like that you'll be managing and untangling
this bloody sickness for the rest of your life
the rest of your loved one’s life anyway
so you better adjust to that

 

you learn where to put your finger
to get at the pulse of influence
the Senior Doctor
the Executive Officer
the local Member of Parliament
you keep at them to change
but you plan it out
brace yourself for the long haul

 

you have to make sure you keep enough strength
to manage your own ups and downs
look after the Newbies
hose down the others
and keep the pressure on

 

be sure they don't add any policies
or make stupid changes
they haven't asked you about first

 

we rely on each other in the group
to keep going on

 

but never mind that
would you like a cup of tea
before we start

 

so young man
what is it that you
want to ask us about

 

~

  • Author: Frank Prem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 1st, 2018 01:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: Franks Psychiatry Pt 4 - acute observations.
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  • Laura🌻

    Frank,
    It’s so true what you’ve scribed! Most of us start out with great intentions... to make a difference. We want to fix what needs fixing. We want to make things better! As we go along, year after year, we realize not everything can be fixed! We do what we can; some better than others! One thing we can do is to remind ourselves who we are and what our purpose is...meaning the staff! Why are we where we are?! What got us there?!

    ~Laura~

    • Frank Prem

      Thank you Laura. I'm pleased these poems continue to resonate well.

    • onepauly

      crazy people don't die!

      • Frank Prem

        That's the spirit, onepauly!

      • Goldfinch60

        Very good write, it is awful that the people who can do something about what is happening to the medical rofession in general do not venture out of their castles in the air and do something about it.



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