When I was a child, I lived across the street from a neurologist. The neurologist shared his office with a psychiatrist, and I was told that one day, a patient walked into the office and shot the psychiatrist. Last week, in Italy, a psychiatrist was stabbed to death by a patient. We don't think about how dangerous it may be, but being a shrink has some risks. Actually, being a person has some risks, and in Baltimore, fourteen people have already been murdered this year, more than one per day.
With that as a prelude, I was on vacation briefly in December; a quick trip to visit family. In the hotel, I reached for my phone and looked at my Twitter feed. After all, it's one of the ways I get the news. Only I'm thinking of "news" in terms of local and federal levels, not personal information about my friends. I read a tweet from Clink, and realized, oh my, she's been assaulted by a patient. This she puts out on Twitter. It was late, I texted, and in the morning I called. "Are you okay?" She was okay, and she still is okay, a little shaken. I'm glad Clink is okay and if you'd like to read her perspective on it, she wrote about on Patient Assault -- an insider's view over on Clinical Psychiatry News.