"i have bipolar, schizophrenia, MD, 303....."
it ended! and yes, i did enjoy my time there. most of all, there's a change of perceptions that mental people are not as scary as society makes them out to be.
but the best thing, seriously, is when you've established rapport with one, especially if the patient is socially withdrawn. every painstaking conversations, every time i struggled to come up with a topic to interest him to stay in conversation with me for one minute, just one more minute, pays off dividends.
i felt elated when he actually walked away and expected me to follow instead of leaving him alone. fantabulous when he stated that out of a happiness scale 1-10 with 10 being lowest, he's 8 when he talked with us and getting little treats. floating when he attempted to stop an obnoxious patient from bothering me. flying when he willingly came up to the broup, talked a little AND sang a little. and when he voluntarily sat down for a game of monopoly...
i'll miss him definitely.
there're stories of course (nadie remind me to tell you a new one abt the guy who stalked your friend!!), and lots of funny incidences. plus lots of gross ones now that i think abt it. and we got to see a severe EPSE episode on the last day. now thats bad. really makes you feel sorry for them.
i want to blog more but thoughts are jumping all over the place, especially since it's like almost 1am, so i'll leave it for now.
happy fasting to the muslims btw :)
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