Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic words

[Guest guest]

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and checking

things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because you mentioned

fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself to

admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied me to a

bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and waited, until I

finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the court to get

out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was unavailable, for weeks,

and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the court without the advocate. I

was trapped until I learned to yes them and say the magic words to get me out,

i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide, but I

told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and did not

owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal ideation. She said

if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed

in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and checking

things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because you mentioned

fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself to

admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied me to a

bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and waited, until I

finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the court to get

out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was unavailable, for weeks,

and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the court without the advocate. I

was trapped until I learned to yes them and say the magic words to get me out,

i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide, but I

told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and did not

owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal ideation. She said

if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed

in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

Dear Beth,

I am glad you figured out the game to get out. Many are so outraged that

they fight and argue and are angry and basically never get out. Unless of

course the insurance runs out, but even that will not work if the patient is

combative...

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and

checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because

you mentioned fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself

to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied

me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and

waited, until I finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I

swear I will commit suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it

in a chart, and a minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I

woke up days later locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers

with the court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the

court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes them and

say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide,

but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and

did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal

ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me

involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours

to keep me then. However, I was trapped for another three weeks, until I

agreed to everything they said, yet again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

Dear Beth,

I am glad you figured out the game to get out. Many are so outraged that

they fight and argue and are angry and basically never get out. Unless of

course the insurance runs out, but even that will not work if the patient is

combative...

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and

checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because

you mentioned fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself

to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied

me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and

waited, until I finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I

swear I will commit suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it

in a chart, and a minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I

woke up days later locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers

with the court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the

court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes them and

say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide,

but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and

did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal

ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me

involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours

to keep me then. However, I was trapped for another three weeks, until I

agreed to everything they said, yet again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

I just do not understand how these people can lock you up involuntarily, and

keep you against your will for weeks (or even days or hours for that matter) and

not be sued, or arrested on the spot, for kidnapping, assault, and related

offenses. How can they do this? I hear people saying it has happened to them,

and I can believe it HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic words

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and

checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because you

mentioned fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself to

admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied me to a

bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and waited, until I

finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the court to get

out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was unavailable, for weeks,

and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the court without the advocate. I

was trapped until I learned to yes them and say the magic words to get me out,

i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide, but

I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and did not

owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal ideation. She said

if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed

in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

I just do not understand how these people can lock you up involuntarily, and

keep you against your will for weeks (or even days or hours for that matter) and

not be sued, or arrested on the spot, for kidnapping, assault, and related

offenses. How can they do this? I hear people saying it has happened to them,

and I can believe it HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic words

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and

checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because you

mentioned fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself to

admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied me to a

bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and waited, until I

finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the court to get

out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was unavailable, for weeks,

and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the court without the advocate. I

was trapped until I learned to yes them and say the magic words to get me out,

i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide, but

I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and did not

owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal ideation. She said

if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed

in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

When you are dealing with psychiatrists, denying they are right is a

sign of your mental illness. If you disagree with them, you are

proving that you are mentally ill. And for us parents, disagreeing

with their diagnosis/treatment of our children is a sign of our

pathology. And those in power believe the psychiatrists, not the

patients because by definition the patients are " mentally ill " .

Getting involved with psychatrists can be a very dangerous thing to

do.

> I just do not understand how these people can lock you up

involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks (or even days

or hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested on the spot,

for kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can they do this?

I hear people saying it has happened to them, and I can believe it

HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

> Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic

words

>

>

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me

urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. " Well,

they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a minute

later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the

court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to

the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes

them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to

my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication

of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she

would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking

they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped for

another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

When you are dealing with psychiatrists, denying they are right is a

sign of your mental illness. If you disagree with them, you are

proving that you are mentally ill. And for us parents, disagreeing

with their diagnosis/treatment of our children is a sign of our

pathology. And those in power believe the psychiatrists, not the

patients because by definition the patients are " mentally ill " .

Getting involved with psychatrists can be a very dangerous thing to

do.

> I just do not understand how these people can lock you up

involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks (or even days

or hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested on the spot,

for kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can they do this?

I hear people saying it has happened to them, and I can believe it

HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

> Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic

words

>

>

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me

urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. " Well,

they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a minute

later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the

court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to

the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes

them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to

my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication

of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she

would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking

they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped for

another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

Actually, the doctor planted the " seed " . She told me, " The last

time you were here, I planted a " seed " about depression " . I

said, " Yes " to acknowledge that I remember her mentioning the word

depression. Then she said, " Okay, I'm going to put you on an anti-

depressant. Are you still breast feeding? No? Good. We'll start

you out on Prozak then! "

I was too dumbfounded to say anything at that point. I just

said " Thank you. " What I really should have done/said is " What the

F*! Are you kidding me? " and stormed out. Although, it's probably

best that I remained calm and didn't give her any more ammo to have

me on these drugs.

Yech!

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let

me urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. "

Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days

later locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with

the court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate "

was unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed

or to the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned

to yes them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed

with everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations

to my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

indication of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in

voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then.

However, I was trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to

everything they said, yet again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

Actually, the doctor planted the " seed " . She told me, " The last

time you were here, I planted a " seed " about depression " . I

said, " Yes " to acknowledge that I remember her mentioning the word

depression. Then she said, " Okay, I'm going to put you on an anti-

depressant. Are you still breast feeding? No? Good. We'll start

you out on Prozak then! "

I was too dumbfounded to say anything at that point. I just

said " Thank you. " What I really should have done/said is " What the

F*! Are you kidding me? " and stormed out. Although, it's probably

best that I remained calm and didn't give her any more ammo to have

me on these drugs.

Yech!

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let

me urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. "

Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days

later locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with

the court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate "

was unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed

or to the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned

to yes them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed

with everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations

to my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

indication of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in

voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then.

However, I was trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to

everything they said, yet again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

The funny thing is, they are gonna sue me for the money. I had no insurance.

Both times, I refused to sign the financial papers acknowledging my

responsibility for the bill. The second time, when they asked the reason for my

admission, I wrote that doctors wanted more money. If I was incompetent, then

certainly I had no capacity to form a contract to pay. Yet, they will sue for

unjust enrichment, i.e., use of their services.

cateh <ccsh@...> wrote:I just do not understand how these people can lock

you up involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks (or even days or

hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested on the spot, for

kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can they do this? I hear people

saying it has happened to them, and I can believe it HAPPENED, but I can't

believe they get away with it.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic words

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and

checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because you

mentioned fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself to

admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied me to a

bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and waited, until I

finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the court to get

out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was unavailable, for weeks,

and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the court without the advocate. I

was trapped until I learned to yes them and say the magic words to get me out,

i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide, but

I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and did not

owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal ideation. She said

if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed

in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

The funny thing is, they are gonna sue me for the money. I had no insurance.

Both times, I refused to sign the financial papers acknowledging my

responsibility for the bill. The second time, when they asked the reason for my

admission, I wrote that doctors wanted more money. If I was incompetent, then

certainly I had no capacity to form a contract to pay. Yet, they will sue for

unjust enrichment, i.e., use of their services.

cateh <ccsh@...> wrote:I just do not understand how these people can lock

you up involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks (or even days or

hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested on the spot, for

kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can they do this? I hear people

saying it has happened to them, and I can believe it HAPPENED, but I can't

believe they get away with it.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic words

Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively and

checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of depression because you

mentioned fatigue.

When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat to myself to

admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried suicide. So they tied me to a

bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me urinate, and waited and waited, until I

finally said, " I am not suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. " Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the court to get

out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was unavailable, for weeks,

and I couldn't get any documents typed or to the court without the advocate. I

was trapped until I learned to yes them and say the magic words to get me out,

i.e., I agreed with everything they said.

My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened suicide, but

I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to my parents and did not

owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication of suicidal ideation. She said

if I did not sign in voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed

in voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They are just

looking for ammunition.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

I wonder what is the best way to protect oneself, and ultimately, all of us,

from this contagion. I have been staying far away from my husband's shrink. I

do not want him to ever be able to pull off one of his idiot " diagnoses " of me.

Even a shrink could not claim to have diagnosed someone he never laid eyes on,

could he? But I am very frightened for all of us, because these predators

exist. Even my priest is critical of me for refusing to go to my husband's

appointment with him, although Fr. seems to understand the evil potential in

psychiatry, especially since he has been dealing with another parishioner who is

severely brain damaged by electroshock and drugs. I guess most people just do

not get it, yet.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic

words

>

>

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me

urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. " Well,

they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a minute

later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the

court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to

the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes

them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to

my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication

of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she

would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking

they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped for

another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

I wonder what is the best way to protect oneself, and ultimately, all of us,

from this contagion. I have been staying far away from my husband's shrink. I

do not want him to ever be able to pull off one of his idiot " diagnoses " of me.

Even a shrink could not claim to have diagnosed someone he never laid eyes on,

could he? But I am very frightened for all of us, because these predators

exist. Even my priest is critical of me for refusing to go to my husband's

appointment with him, although Fr. seems to understand the evil potential in

psychiatry, especially since he has been dealing with another parishioner who is

severely brain damaged by electroshock and drugs. I guess most people just do

not get it, yet.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic

words

>

>

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me

urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. " Well,

they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a minute

later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the

court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to

the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes

them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to

my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication

of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she

would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking

they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped for

another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

There is really no reason to go. Stay away.

If you go for husband, just listen, say you are there for husband, not self, to

listen only. You are not engaging shrink for diagnosis or treatment.

cateh <ccsh@...> wrote:

I wonder what is the best way to protect oneself, and ultimately, all of us,

from this contagion. I have been staying far away from my husband's shrink. I

do not want him to ever be able to pull off one of his idiot " diagnoses " of me.

Even a shrink could not claim to have diagnosed someone he never laid eyes on,

could he? But I am very frightened for all of us, because these predators

exist. Even my priest is critical of me for refusing to go to my husband's

appointment with him, although Fr. seems to understand the evil potential in

psychiatry, especially since he has been dealing with another parishioner who is

severely brain damaged by electroshock and drugs. I guess most people just do

not get it, yet.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic

words

>

>

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me

urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. " Well,

they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a minute

later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the

court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to

the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes

them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to

my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication

of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she

would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking

they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped for

another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

There is really no reason to go. Stay away.

If you go for husband, just listen, say you are there for husband, not self, to

listen only. You are not engaging shrink for diagnosis or treatment.

cateh <ccsh@...> wrote:

I wonder what is the best way to protect oneself, and ultimately, all of us,

from this contagion. I have been staying far away from my husband's shrink. I

do not want him to ever be able to pull off one of his idiot " diagnoses " of me.

Even a shrink could not claim to have diagnosed someone he never laid eyes on,

could he? But I am very frightened for all of us, because these predators

exist. Even my priest is critical of me for refusing to go to my husband's

appointment with him, although Fr. seems to understand the evil potential in

psychiatry, especially since he has been dealing with another parishioner who is

severely brain damaged by electroshock and drugs. I guess most people just do

not get it, yet.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic

words

>

>

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let me

urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. " Well,

they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a minute

later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days later

locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with the

court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate " was

unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed or to

the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to yes

them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations to

my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an indication

of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily, she

would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily, thinking

they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped for

another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

It's good to be firm with them, though. I have learned to decline

prescriptions in a calm manner, but not hesitant or timid. some doctors need to

be asked " what part of NO do you not understand? " But when you make it clear

that the drug is not an acceptable answer, after a while they give up on selling

you any.

One thing that works for me is to consult a doctor and be very definite about

your goals for the consultation, i.e., " I am asking for a diagnosis, with

etiology if possible, and a prognosis. I am not seeking treatment at this time.

I will think about the information you give me, and decide whether and what kind

of treatment I may want. " Immediately, you are a grown-up, asking another

grown-up for information, not a child asking to be taken care of. If that

approach does not work, then the doctor is history.

If feelings are involved, the doctor is the last person you want to discuss them

with. It is none of their business. Think about it. The doctor is not your

friend. The doctor may not be your enemy, but is definitely not your friend,

and your feelings are none of this person's business, any more than they are the

business of the auto mechanic, when you ask him why your car is making that

screeching sound. Diagnosis, etiology, prognosis. Keep it businesslike.

Re: Planting the seed of depression/magic words

Actually, the doctor planted the " seed " . She told me, " The last

time you were here, I planted a " seed " about depression " . I

said, " Yes " to acknowledge that I remember her mentioning the word

depression. Then she said, " Okay, I'm going to put you on an anti-

depressant. Are you still breast feeding? No? Good. We'll start

you out on Prozak then! "

I was too dumbfounded to say anything at that point. I just

said " Thank you. " What I really should have done/said is " What the

F*! Are you kidding me? " and stormed out. Although, it's probably

best that I remained calm and didn't give her any more ammo to have

me on these drugs.

Yech!

>

> Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing defensively

and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

depression because you mentioned fatigue.

>

> When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a threat

to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't let

me urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. "

Well, they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days

later locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with

the court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate "

was unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed

or to the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned

to yes them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed

with everything they said.

>

> My second incarceration came, again, not because I had threatened

suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral obligations

to my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

indication of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

voluntarily, she would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in

voluntarily, thinking they only had 72 hours to keep me then.

However, I was trapped for another three weeks, until I agreed to

everything they said, yet again.

>

> I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again. They

are just looking for ammunition.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

I don't know what has happened in your life of why your husband is

going to a psychiarist. I alsowouldn't critisize as the decision you

have made is based on those expriences. I would ask that you think

about it from this angle. If your husband is receptive to your input

about his illness / treatment you might be better able to help /

protect him if you know exactly what is going on. You might also be

able to get your husband to sign the papers that will permit the DR

to talk to you later should the need arise.

My experience

My dad has been seeing a Psychiatrist for about 30 years for the

results of an industrial accident he was in. (not always the same

one) About 8 months ago she decided to switch him from Elavil which

he has taken and tolerated very well for a long time to Lexapro.

Having done my homework I knew Lexapro wasn't a good choice and

asked dad if I could go to his next apointment to talk to the DR. I

had been telling him about SSRI's so he could understand what

happened to my wife and fortunately he agreed. Partly because he

trusts me and partly because he didn't want or understand the sudden

change.

We went to the apointment and in less than 2 minutes the

conversation was between the DR and myself and the dangers of

Lexapro as compared to elavil. She gave the risk of suicide as her

reason and having looked at some clinical trial data I knew the risk

was increased over 5 times with Lexapro. In less than 5 minutes she

said " If you don't like the way I'm treating him you need to see

someone else " .

The fact of the matter was that Elavil had just recently become

unavailable so the generic was the only choice and the kickback very

likely was no longer available.

Charlie

> > I just do not understand how these people can lock you up

> involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks (or even

days

> or hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested on the

spot,

> for kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can they do

this?

> I hear people saying it has happened to them, and I can believe

it

> HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

> > Re: Planting the seed of

depression/magic

> words

> >

> >

> >

> > Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing

defensively

> and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

> depression because you mentioned fatigue.

> >

> > When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a

threat

> to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

> suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't

let me

> urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

> suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. "

Well,

> they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute

> later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days

later

> locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with

the

> court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate "

was

> unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed

or to

> the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to

yes

> them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

> everything they said.

> >

> > My second incarceration came, again, not because I had

threatened

> suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral

obligations to

> my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

indication

> of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily,

she

> would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily,

thinking

> they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped

for

> another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

> again.

> >

> > I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again.

They

> are just looking for ammunition.

> >

> >

> > __________________________________________________

> >

[Guest guest]

My husband is not receptive. He refuses to admit the glaring evidence of damage

being done to him on every level: gained 75 lbs., had low-grade chronic fever

after a decade of 60mg of Prozac, had to have a pacemaker put in at that time,

because of sick sinus syndrome, he is physically inert, emotionally inert, has

had half a dozen tickets for moving violations, and also had several accidents,

lost a job as a result of his careless driving record, created a series of

personal disasters financially, has become irresponsible and negligent, has

become hostile and has a generally " bad attitude, " and on and on and on...these

damn drugs have done him a zillion kinds of harm, and no good at all.

Meanwhile, he has had his head filled up with nonsense about chemical imbalances

and genes, that have excused him from all responsibility. The shrink wanted him

to bring me in to one of their 10-minutes-every-three

months-in-exchange-for-your-drug-for-$70-in-cash sessions only after I started

urging him to get off drugs and psychiatry, after I had bought him Dr. Breggin's

" Taking Back to Prozac. " The shrink clearly wanted to neutralize me, and

probably get me onto his poisons. I was in no way interested, and under no

illusions that talking to him would result in anything but an arrogant claim on

his part that I suffer from one of his idiot DSM " diseases. " The man makes

hundreds of thousands of dollars income each year, preying upon the vulnerable

and those who want to " believe. "

Re: Planting the seed of

depression/magic

> words

> >

> >

> >

> > Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing

defensively

> and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

> depression because you mentioned fatigue.

> >

> > When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was a

threat

> to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or tried

> suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours, wouldn't

let me

> urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am not

> suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit suicide. "

Well,

> they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

minute

> later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up days

later

> locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers with

the

> court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient advocate "

was

> unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents typed

or to

> the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I learned to

yes

> them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed with

> everything they said.

> >

> > My second incarceration came, again, not because I had

threatened

> suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral

obligations to

> my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

indication

> of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in voluntarily,

she

> would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily,

thinking

> they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was trapped

for

> another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said, yet

> again.

> >

> > I will never say anything honest to any doctor every again.

They

> are just looking for ammunition.

> >

> >

> > __________________________________________________

> >

[Guest guest]

I am so sorry all of this has happened to you. Just remember that

you are not alone. I too know the feeling of having someone not

believe what you say bbout this poison they distribute in the name

of medical treatment. I am also living with some of the same things

you spoke about. Once the drugs have had a chance to damage the

cognitive process I don't know if the person can ever recover or not

but I pray for that miracle every day. The best way I can discribe

what they do is if all your morals, beliefs, personality and

everything else that makes us human were contained in an area 2 feet

by 2 feet these drugs expand the area of acceptable behavior and

beliefs to an area 4 feet by 4 feet while denying access to the

original area. I don't know if it makes sense to anyone else but

that's how I have grasped it im my mind.

God bless you

Charlie

> > > I just do not understand how these people can lock you up

> > involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks (or

even

> days

> > or hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested on

the

> spot,

> > for kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can they

do

> this?

> > I hear people saying it has happened to them, and I can

believe

> it

> > HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

> > > Re: Planting the seed of

> depression/magic

> > words

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing

> defensively

> > and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

> > depression because you mentioned fatigue.

> > >

> > > When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was

a

> threat

> > to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or

tried

> > suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours,

wouldn't

> let me

> > urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am

not

> > suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. "

> Well,

> > they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

> minute

> > later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up

days

> later

> > locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers

with

> the

> > court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient

advocate "

> was

> > unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents

typed

> or to

> > the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I

learned to

> yes

> > them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed

with

> > everything they said.

> > >

> > > My second incarceration came, again, not because I had

> threatened

> > suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral

> obligations to

> > my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

> indication

> > of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

voluntarily,

> she

> > would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily,

> thinking

> > they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped

> for

> > another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said,

yet

> > again.

> > >

> > > I will never say anything honest to any doctor every

again.

> They

> > are just looking for ammunition.

> > >

> > >

> > > __________________________________________________

> > >

[Guest guest]

Well, Charlie, I think I get what you mean by that. These drugs have harmed me,

too, even though I would not take them, as I can see by re-reading my post, I

am inclined to be cranky and bitter, where I never was before. I ought to

follow your example, to pray more and complain less.

Re: Planting the seed of

> depression/magic

> > words

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing

> defensively

> > and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

> > depression because you mentioned fatigue.

> > >

> > > When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was

a

> threat

> > to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or

tried

> > suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours,

wouldn't

> let me

> > urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am

not

> > suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. "

> Well,

> > they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

> minute

> > later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up

days

> later

> > locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers

with

> the

> > court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient

advocate "

> was

> > unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents

typed

> or to

> > the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I

learned to

> yes

> > them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed

with

> > everything they said.

> > >

> > > My second incarceration came, again, not because I had

> threatened

> > suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral

> obligations to

> > my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

> indication

> > of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

voluntarily,

> she

> > would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily,

> thinking

> > they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped

> for

> > another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said,

yet

> > again.

> > >

> > > I will never say anything honest to any doctor every

again.

> They

> > are just looking for ammunition.

> > >

> > >

> > > __________________________________________________

> > >

[Guest guest]

Well, Charlie, I think I get what you mean by that. These drugs have harmed me,

too, even though I would not take them, as I can see by re-reading my post, I

am inclined to be cranky and bitter, where I never was before. I ought to

follow your example, to pray more and complain less.

Re: Planting the seed of

> depression/magic

> > words

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Doctors are really lazy, just interested in practicing

> defensively

> > and checking things off a checklist. You planted the seed of

> > depression because you mentioned fatigue.

> > >

> > > When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I was

a

> threat

> > to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned or

tried

> > suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours,

wouldn't

> let me

> > urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I am

not

> > suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

suicide. "

> Well,

> > they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and a

> minute

> > later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up

days

> later

> > locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers

with

> the

> > court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient

advocate "

> was

> > unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents

typed

> or to

> > the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I

learned to

> yes

> > them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I agreed

with

> > everything they said.

> > >

> > > My second incarceration came, again, not because I had

> threatened

> > suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral

> obligations to

> > my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was an

> indication

> > of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

voluntarily,

> she

> > would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in voluntarily,

> thinking

> > they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

trapped

> for

> > another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they said,

yet

> > again.

> > >

> > > I will never say anything honest to any doctor every

again.

> They

> > are just looking for ammunition.

> > >

> > >

> > > __________________________________________________

> > >

[Guest guest]

I might not be the example to follow, I do pray about it every day

but there is a part of me that would like just a few minutes with

the moron that recommended the Paxil (Psychologist) and the moron

that actually wrote the prescription (Still wet behind the ears). If

anyone ever needed to be slapped about the head and shoulders they

do. I just keep thinking if I do that I will not be in a position to

help Vicki when the time comes. I do believe it will come for

various reasons that I won't burdon people with here.

Don't be to hard on yourself it's a very difficult path for everyone

involved.

Charlie

> > > > I just do not understand how these people can lock you

up

> > > involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks

(or

> even

> > days

> > > or hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested

on

> the

> > spot,

> > > for kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can

they

> do

> > this?

> > > I hear people saying it has happened to them, and I can

> believe

> > it

> > > HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

> > > > Re: Planting the seed of

> > depression/magic

> > > words

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > Doctors are really lazy, just interested in

practicing

> > defensively

> > > and checking things off a checklist. You planted the

seed of

> > > depression because you mentioned fatigue.

> > > >

> > > > When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I

was

> a

> > threat

> > > to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned

or

> tried

> > > suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours,

> wouldn't

> > let me

> > > urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I

am

> not

> > > suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

> suicide. "

> > Well,

> > > they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and

a

> > minute

> > > later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up

> days

> > later

> > > locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers

> with

> > the

> > > court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient

> advocate "

> > was

> > > unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents

> typed

> > or to

> > > the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I

> learned to

> > yes

> > > them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I

agreed

> with

> > > everything they said.

> > > >

> > > > My second incarceration came, again, not because I

had

> > threatened

> > > suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral

> > obligations to

> > > my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was

an

> > indication

> > > of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

> voluntarily,

> > she

> > > would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in

voluntarily,

> > thinking

> > > they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

> trapped

> > for

> > > another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they

said,

> yet

> > > again.

> > > >

> > > > I will never say anything honest to any doctor every

> again.

> > They

> > > are just looking for ammunition.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > __________________________________________________

> > > >

[Guest guest]

I might not be the example to follow, I do pray about it every day

but there is a part of me that would like just a few minutes with

the moron that recommended the Paxil (Psychologist) and the moron

that actually wrote the prescription (Still wet behind the ears). If

anyone ever needed to be slapped about the head and shoulders they

do. I just keep thinking if I do that I will not be in a position to

help Vicki when the time comes. I do believe it will come for

various reasons that I won't burdon people with here.

Don't be to hard on yourself it's a very difficult path for everyone

involved.

Charlie

> > > > I just do not understand how these people can lock you

up

> > > involuntarily, and keep you against your will for weeks

(or

> even

> > days

> > > or hours for that matter) and not be sued, or arrested

on

> the

> > spot,

> > > for kidnapping, assault, and related offenses. How can

they

> do

> > this?

> > > I hear people saying it has happened to them, and I can

> believe

> > it

> > > HAPPENED, but I can't believe they get away with it.

> > > > Re: Planting the seed of

> > depression/magic

> > > words

> > > >

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > Doctors are really lazy, just interested in

practicing

> > defensively

> > > and checking things off a checklist. You planted the

seed of

> > > depression because you mentioned fatigue.

> > > >

> > > > When I was incarcerated, the doctors had to prove I

was

> a

> > threat

> > > to myself to admit me involuntarily. I never mentioned

or

> tried

> > > suicide. So they tied me to a bed in the ER for hours,

> wouldn't

> > let me

> > > urinate, and waited and waited, until I finally said, " I

am

> not

> > > suicidal, but if you lock me up, I swear I will commit

> suicide. "

> > Well,

> > > they figured they had enough to write it in a chart, and

a

> > minute

> > > later the haldol was injected into my vein and I woke up

> days

> > later

> > > locked up in the ward. They wouldn't let me file papers

> with

> > the

> > > court to get out, continuing to say that the " patient

> advocate "

> > was

> > > unavailable, for weeks, and I couldn't get any documents

> typed

> > or to

> > > the court without the advocate. I was trapped until I

> learned to

> > yes

> > > them and say the magic words to get me out, i.e., I

agreed

> with

> > > everything they said.

> > > >

> > > > My second incarceration came, again, not because I

had

> > threatened

> > > suicide, but I told the quack I felt I had met my moral

> > obligations to

> > > my parents and did not owe them anymore. To her, it was

an

> > indication

> > > of suicidal ideation. She said if I did not sign in

> voluntarily,

> > she

> > > would admit me involuntarily. So I signed in

voluntarily,

> > thinking

> > > they only had 72 hours to keep me then. However, I was

> trapped

> > for

> > > another three weeks, until I agreed to everything they

said,

> yet

> > > again.

> > > >

> > > > I will never say anything honest to any doctor every

> again.

> > They

> > > are just looking for ammunition.

> > > >

> > > >

> > > > __________________________________________________

> > > >

[Guest guest]

cateh

I'm sorry to hear about your hubby. I don't remember

if you said what he had been diagnosed with, but it

sounds as though he is well on his way to being

diagnosed with SZ and that would mean more dangerous

drugs. Symptoms all caused by his drugs. This is

really scary! He is delusional and uncooperative. I'm

concerned for your safety. On the other hand, knowing

what i know, i think i would become sooooo angry that

i would call the doc and tell him just what i thought.

Expose him for just what he is, letting him know that

these drugs are causing these symptoms and that maybe

a law suit is in order. I don't know all the medicines

he is on, but he needs to reduce! I know you can

only control so much and in this case it sounds as

though it is really out of your hands. The only one

that can help you is that stupid doctor. Gawd, I would

really like to get my hands around his neck! I

wouldn't pressure your husband, stress can only worsen

your situation.

Connie