Saturday, July 25, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Rebecca was 31 when she passed away, after years going in and out of different facilities. She was diagnosed with Schizoaffective disorder, and had all the difficulties associated with it: couldn't hold down a job, difficult family relationships, housing troubles, substance use, etc. etc. At any rate, long story short is that she was in Alberta Hospital in intensive care; after having been taken off her medications and started on Clozapine, she passed away suddenly. On a Friday, she had a physical assessment by an MD, and then she was found dead in her bed on a Sunday morning. The post-mortem indicated that she had a toxic amount of clozapine in her blood. No one knows “why,” and thus, our family called for a public inquiry.
As someone who works with, and cares a lot for, folks who live with Mental illness and substance use, I am very interested in advocating for better care for this population. My hope in the inquiry process is that there will be recommendations that will be made, which cannot be ignored. People should not die while they are in psychiatric intensive care. I want the public to be made aware, and I don’t want other people to die from the same (possible) mistakes that were made.
I see media as being a very powerful tool to help with these types of this, hence my reaching out to local media. People with mental illness should be in the hospital to when they need to improve, heal and be kept safe. Medications provided to any patient should have the keenest of knowledge around them. Policies surrounding staff competency, staffing levels, and observational rounds should be rigorous and promote safety for clients. People should not spontaneously die while in a psychiatric ICU.
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Thursday, June 18, 2015
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Wednesday, March 11, 2015
That's the kind of day it is. So far, I have decided: staying home, relaxing, a bit of cooking. It sure is boring being home all day.
At the beginning of March, I started back at Primary Outreach Services as an outreach nurse on the Shelter team. Honestly, I was unsure about what it would feel like to return; being in Public Health for 8 months really helped me define what I like about public health, and what were the areas of practice that I did not love about that position. That was the same way I felt about returning to outreach nursing. I know that there are a TON of things I love, and a few things that I was not looking forward to.
Being back for the past week and a half has been great. I love the work, the clients, and being outside in the neighbourhood. However, of course, there are reasons as to why I originally left the position for a while, and why I needed a break. I understand how easy it is to "burn out" in a complex role such as outreach nursing, and dynamics that exist within healthcare surrounding marginalized and complex client populations. It's not easy work, that's for sure.
I am happy to be back, and I am anticipating the coming weeks as I re-integrate into my role on the team. I think there is still lots to learn, and ways to build the role again. I am excited to see how that happens, and seeing where it goes.
Thursday, February 26, 2015
This past Sunday, I ran my first race of 2015 at the Fort Langley Historic Half. Unfortunately, it was after having a month of BLEH in terms of training. First, there was that flu. Then, there was that knee injury. Then, there was being in
Monday, February 9, 2015
Yesterday, My friend and former coach, Mary Eggers, posted an incredible pic on Facebook. Now, many is pretty much a social media queen, and her photo garnered dozens (way over 100!) likes and comments. Other people posted photos. It was a frenzy. What was the photo she posted that garnered such a response? It was a photo of her abs and stomach. Complete with an umbilical hernia. Complete with low tone and some stretch marks. Complete with her layer of healthy fat.
This woman has competed in numerous iron and, coached athletes, bore a son, swam in collegiate athletics. and she has no six pack.... Nor did the dozens of other women who posted ab selfies as a response.
This whole thing touched a deep deep tone with me. As an athlete, it is frequently on my mind: how can I be better? Faster? ... Errr... Leaner? Gulp... Skinnier? As a "quiet feminist," it is frequently on my mind: how can I empower women (and myself) to be stronger? More confident? More secure? Happy with their body? And it's tough. We see athletes... Actually, we see magazines or online images of people... With these incredible, likely unattainable, bodies. And we think "I need to be that way. I want to be that way. If I look like that, I will surely be faster, stronger, better looking, better liked, more successful..." Have you ever bought into that? I know I do.
No longer. It is not ok to objectify (Mary used a much stronger word... Pornify) athletic bodies. Stong, fit, healthy bodies come from consistency and dedication. Sure, be inspired by fitness and health. But don't be discouraged by it, in attempting to obtain the (likely) unattainable. Your body has done amazing things, and it should be celebrated. My body has done amazing things, and it should be celebrated.
So, with that it mind, I introduce you to my six-pack-less core. It's hard for me to post this... Because I wish it looked different... Because I'm self conscious... Because it's easy to objectify athleticism...
I train many hours a week. I do my core strengthening. I eat predominately clean. This core has gotten me through division 1 rowing, two ironman 70.3 world championships and more than 10 half irons. It has not bore babies, but it will one day. It's not perfect. But it's me. And it's beautiful. And it should be celebrated.
#badassisbeautiful #fuelanathlete #amodoesIMC
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Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Even during my last post, I had NO idea. I was sick last Monday, and I was struck down by the flu. 3.5 days off work in order to cough and hack in bed, and binge watch things like... the bachelor. *cough cough.* I went from and AWESOME training week, to one where I got nothing. seriously, 1.5 hrs of exercise all of last week. Some dog walking, but other than that.... zilch. I wished that I could do it, but I was not able to do it.
Then, I had a job interview. I lost my voice the morning of the interview, and thus, I was an octave lower, scratchy, and whispery throughout. Despite that, I felt like I did well. Despite the fact that I felt like I did well, I did not get the position. Which, was disappointing, as I felt like it was a role that I would be able to grow into and do very well at. However, I don't yet have the required experience level for it... unfortunately, I pretty much agree with them. I have the knowledge, I have the ability to put theory into practice, I also have the ability to learn quickly. But, for the position and location, I need to be able to "take the bull by the horns," so to speak. I'm not there yet.
Then, last night, when finally, I have been starting to feel better and get training again, I was sidelined by two 70+lbs dogs. A german sheppard cross tried to hump Ilala, when we were at a local play field. She swerved to avoid him, and they nailed me in my left knee, causing a ridiculous hyperextension of the joint. I immediately felt light headed due to the pain, and nauseous. After laying down for a bit, I was able to eventually get up and weight bear, which was a good sign. However, that was the decision to not run... again. I thought that Ironman and I were good for a breakup for a bit.
Fortunately, the seems that it is going to be OK. A little bit of some ligament sprains, but, after a few days of rest, it should be good to go again... kinda like a twisted ankle, but my knee. I am so grateful, as it could have been much, much worse.
I am itching to get back to "normal." Both with training (I have a 1/2 marathon in less than a month, and I want to rock it), and with my job (I will be heading back to outreach nursing at the beginning of March). I was really looking forward to a new employment possibility, but I am now at least focused and knowledgeable about where I am going to be in a month. It's been fun at Raven Song public health, and a good change for a while. I will be going back to outreach, having learnt a lot during my line.
Here's to moving through this little slump, and stepping forward. 2015 is still going to be the best year.
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