tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post116122224491008232..comments2024-03-18T03:28:36.581-04:00Comments on Shrink Rap: FlabbergastedUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161544886591914882006-10-22T15:21:00.000-04:002006-10-22T15:21:00.000-04:00What about including therapist on my list of peopl...What about including therapist on my list of people to send holiday cards to? <BR/><BR/>I'm thinking it's ok, cause people include their regular docs on their Christmas card lists all the time.<BR/><BR/>I'll await your post closer to the holiday season, although not for permission, but for your perspective!Sarebearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09208596053319110470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161524143716354442006-10-22T09:35:00.000-04:002006-10-22T09:35:00.000-04:00I'm writing a blog post on this, just waiting unti...I'm writing a blog post on this, just waiting until a little closer to the holiday season.Dinahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09227988351623862689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161494211530403132006-10-22T01:16:00.000-04:002006-10-22T01:16:00.000-04:00Suggestion to Miss Molly: Don't bother getting you...Suggestion to Miss Molly: Don't bother getting your therapist or psychiatrist any gifts. It makes most of us uncomfortable, as we are trained not to accept them, although it does make for some interesting therapy sessions. The most interesting gift I accepted was a 2-pound block of vacuum-sealed, frozen, salmon that was from the fish that my grad-school age patient and his father caught together in Alaska. This father-and-son time thing was very therapeutic for him and a culmination of 8 months of therapy. How could I say no?Steve & Barbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16543746132388754693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161304613741634182006-10-19T20:36:00.000-04:002006-10-19T20:36:00.000-04:00I dunno about Foo; he disappears sometimes then re...I dunno about Foo; he disappears sometimes then reappears like Barbara Eden in "I Dream Of Jeannie".<BR/><BR/>Ooo, I just dated myself.<BR/><BR/>Waiting for FooFoo...but if he blinks in and says "Yes, Master?" I may freak.ClinkShrinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13316134491751195651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161284198123119102006-10-19T14:56:00.000-04:002006-10-19T14:56:00.000-04:00Clink,I'm glad that you have had some pleasant exp...Clink,<BR/><BR/>I'm glad that you have had some pleasant experiences as of late.<BR/><BR/>I'm already contemplating what I will get my therapist for Christmas. I don't know if I'll get my psychiatrist anything since I've only known him a couple of months (plus, he's Jewish). I will definitely bring his secretary something. She is awesome.<BR/><BR/>Store the good feeling to take out later, when the s**t hits the fan!!<BR/><BR/>What have you done with Foofy?<BR/><BR/>Lily<BR/><BR/>PS Love the pic, BTW!DrivingMissMollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11476761316928942301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161228535150810942006-10-18T23:28:00.000-04:002006-10-18T23:28:00.000-04:00Aww that's sweet. It's nice to have days like tha...Aww that's sweet. It's nice to have days like that from time to time - when people say thank you! I love days in the NICU when all the babies I'm taking care of have involved mom and dad and they are kind, considerate people who don't yell at me or try to manipulate me. I will work with any and all kinds, but it is nice to have a day where I just smile looking at how great the family is and how kind they are towards me and the other staff. I've often contended that I think I need more training in counseling than I actually have in order to do this job. My own background consists of a stint in crisis counseling (including a course to do so), a psychiatry rotation, and simply lots of experience on the patient side of things, but sometimes it's not easy to know just how to handle every family situation - and there are days when the most important thing I do is not with the baby, but rather in listening to the family and being available to them. Don't know why I went down that road!!<BR/><BR/>Nonetheless - if you want to hear a story about chaos and adrenaline, go read my blog post for today called <A HREF="http://neonursechic.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-wrong-with-people.html" REL="nofollow">What is WRONG with people??</A> I was the victim of a woman having serious road rage problems when I drove home from my ortho follow up today. She stopped her car, got out and came at my car, arms flailing, mouth shooting out swear words. And this was only one of a few heart-pounding incidents I survived today!<BR/><BR/>Dinah - I noted the plethora of Rozerem posters in 30th St. Station today. I said this in my blog post, but I may have gotten a picture of one of them while standing waiting for my train - I'll have to see if it came out at all. But nobody can say that I don't think of my "blog friends" even when away from the computer! (Hope you don't mind the insinuation that we are "friends"...even just by blogging!) A true blogging addict never stops thinking about what they can blog about, even while going through the rest of the day! haha<BR/><BR/>Take care!<BR/>Carrie :)NeoNurseChichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16120931307124798416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161226740663334832006-10-18T22:59:00.000-04:002006-10-18T22:59:00.000-04:00My fingers were burning when I typed that. Then ag...My fingers were burning when I typed that. Then again, that may have been the habenero juice. So my fingers are going to hell but I'm going to sleep. I will have happy dreams of hair chemicals.<BR/><BR/>Like the red foil pic? I made that myself.ClinkShrinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13316134491751195651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26666124.post-1161226170008519282006-10-18T22:49:00.000-04:002006-10-18T22:49:00.000-04:00Oh, good. I've had nothing to say so I'm glad you...Oh, good. I've had nothing to say so I'm glad you posted. Go Clink! Now I'm the one who is flabbergasted: you wrote "fuck off"... I can't believe it! Now I'm not much for obscenities myself, but Clink, this is behavior unbecoming a nun.<BR/>Mostly, I have that practice you want: people express gratitude, even fondness. Not everyone, but on a regular basis. A patient's spouse said they liked my hair yesterday: how good can it get? <BR/>Re: when you're old and gray: one day, I know this in my soul, you'll wake up and see the virtue of hair chemicals. Until then, you're lovely as you are.<BR/>Fondly, <BR/>Your co-blogger, <BR/>DinahAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com