Something I Didn’t Write That You Should Read

Sometimes, someone else says the things that we feel passionately about better than we do. It really is a waste of time to reinvent the wheel, so I’m going to post this link to an article that I’d like all of you to read, if you would be so kind. 

My friend Martha Anne Tudor, who once wrote for the New York Times herself, sent this to me yesterday. 

Juliann Garey writes eloquently in When Doctors Discriminate about how having a mental illness, just having it, sometimes leads to suboptimal medical care. 

“Last year the World Health Organization called the stigma and discrimination endured by people with mental health conditions a hidden human rights emergency.”

Please read this article, think about it, comment on it, and share it with others. 

Have a great Tuesday.

Advertisements

7 thoughts on “Something I Didn’t Write That You Should Read

  1. Wow. Just wow. I wondered if its our litigious society that makes a doctor fear giving medication to someone on many psychoactive medications. If the patient kills someone, will the doctor be liable for failing to see how his medication caused it? But then, I can’t imagine an antibiotic causing that kind of reaction. Maybe its just fear and discomfort of people who are “different”. Maybe its just plain old bigotry. Patients may choose, in fear, not to be so honest with their doctors.

    Like

  2. This breaks my heart because it makes me realize, even more than ever, what an “uphill battle” my young family member, who is bipolar, is facing. It is almost as if no progress has been made in mental health care –at least to amount to anything– since the days of electric shock treatments at Milledgeville Hospital. My grandmother committed herself with what had to have been postpartum depression in late 1920 right after the birth of my mother and the death of her 10 year old son. Seemingly, she never felt she could return to her remaining 5 year old son and infant daughter because she must have realized how horribly damaged she had become while trying to get help. My mother died at the age of 86 in 2006 still feeling like her mother did not love her because my grandmother obviously could not reenter the family after the devastation of the treatment at Milledgeville. She left Georgia and moved to live alone in Mississippi.
    I have felt driven for some 40* years to write my grandmother’s and my mother’s stories, but I would have to presume some things because there is no documentation (to my knowledge) to back up what I believe in my heart to be the truth. I cannot bear to see history repeat itself. Surely,it is possible to stop this chain of misery—I know it must be possible. I want to help!

    Like

  3. Stefani,

    “Patients may choose, in fear, not to be so honest with their doctors.”

    This is what I fear most, the erosion of the trust between doctor and patient. Without it, not much good work may be done.

    G

    Like

  4. Wow, Ms. B,

    I never knew…

    Yes, you should write about it and share it however you feel lead to do that.

    You have a not-uncommon family history from that time and place.

    Get involved with an advocacy group like Mental Health America, volunteer at a local mental health facility, speak to local civic groups who could make a difference.

    So sorry your family has had to experience what many families have, but you are trying to understand it, bring it out in the open, and make a difference.

    That will mean everything to the ones that come after us. I really believe that.

    Greg

    Like

  5. Thanks for your encouragement. If I can ever get “my ducks in a row” with all the family issues, maybe I will be able to get to the writing. I have the first line of what I would call DAISY.
    “She loves me; she loves me not; she loves me; she love me NOT…”
    My grandmother’s name was Daisy Mae Glosier Curry. My mom was Mary Elizabeth Curry Morris. Both were from Lindale, GA. Their story always reminds me of Olive Ann Burns’ terrific book, COLD SASSY TREE.

    Like

Comments are closed.