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Pat was an androgynous character in the old Saturday Night Live shows. They would always tease with identifying Pats gender but they never would.
Oh, I thought of Pat! Glad I was right!
I was also thinking we could just, um, ya know, pat people down as they come into the bathroom... and call them Pat Rooms. You know, as a verb.
Oh, I thought of Pat! Glad I was right!I was also thinking we could just, um, ya know, pat people down as they come into the bathroom... and call them Pat Rooms. You know, as a verb.
Nah, that role's already filled by TSA during the grope & scope at airport security. The bathroom police need to find some originality. They are very lacking in that regard.
Speaking of Rock Stars, did any of you harbor a longing to be on stage singing and playing? I dreamed of being a backup singer. For a while, with a group of folks, we used to get together and sang country songs. "We" had started the process of working on a demo and meeting with somebody-or-other about, I guess it was applying to go to try-out auditions to be one of the opening acts for The Statler Brothers. However, t'warnt meant to be because there was a power-struggle plus the bass player, who was quite, quite GOOD, had an unfortunate habit of drinking himself off into his own little world or not show up at all..
But, now, I fantasized I'd be the cool chick with the long, flowing hair playing fiddle some of the time and the tambourine and singing harmony. It would be fun. For a little while. But to make a living by going out there repeatedly? I'd find it smothering after a while.
So, wadda 'bout YOU? ***ETA if this is considered highjacking a thread, please feel free to delete it. After I got it printed the first time, I realized maybe it should be another thread entirely. Mea culpa.
No Stars In My Eyes said:I dreamed of being a backup singer.So, wadda 'bout YOU? ***ETA if this is considered highjacking a thread, please feel free to delete it. After I got it printed the first time, I realized maybe it should be another thread entirely. Mea culpa.
Not at all off topic, No Stars. Visual imagery, daydreaming, fantasizing- whatever you want to call it- is a very good relaxation technique equal to meditation.
Case in point: Patients dx with MDD often experience racing thoughts with a recurrent theme. Low dose antipsychotics as part of a medication regimen help with this. Newly admitted or medicated Patients often complain of insomnia due to these redundant racing thoughts stating, "I just can't stop thinking about _________."
A few approaches which work well with these Patients are relaxation techniques which involve the same sort of concept which you described No Stars. I've often told Patients that their thoughts are like books on a shelf- they choose which book they wish to read- whether it be The Biggest Drama of Your Life or An Enjoyable Event, the choice is theirs.
This is, of course, a simplified version of the intervention, but you get the gist.
No Stars In My Eyes said:I fantasized I'd be the cool chick with the long, flowing hair playing fiddle
I can see that.
OldDude said:Pat was an androgynous character in the old Saturday Night Live shows. They would always tease with identifying Pats gender but they never would.
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OldDude said:I can legitimize this in regard to turtle behavior. I think once they develop suicidal ideation they won't give up until the deed is done. I have a similar experience to share. I was running an errand, driving toward town, on a narrow road; edged on one side by residences and the other side by a lake which was situated behind a grass covered levee. A turtle was idling smack dab in the middle of the road, just standing there, head out - no movement, big one, about 10" across its shell. I stopped, picked up the turtle, carried it through the ditch next to the levee, over the levee, and down to the edge of the lake. I went on my way, feeling the good Samaritan, saving just one little "star fish" that got thrown back into the sea. Upon completion of my errand I returned the same way; about an hour later. The turtle was back in the road, same spot, just standing there, head out, no movement.I saved your life...or not. It was alive when I drove past - The End.
Sounds like this Turtle requires an assessment by none other than
Jacob Rockstar-RN Psych Nurse Action Figure!
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Pat was an androgynous character in the old Saturday Night Live shows. They would always tease with identifying Pats gender but they never would.