A Mental Health Odyssey – Still Here

A Mental Health Odyssey – Still Here

Gratitude and Light in the Dark

When I wrote A Mental Health Odyssey, I honestly didn’t know what would happen. Hitting “publish” felt a little like standing naked in the middle of traffic — raw, exposed, and bracing for impact. I wasn’t sure if anyone would read it. I wasn’t sure if anyone would care. And if they did care, I half-expected whispers, judgment, or polite distance.

What I got instead was the opposite. Messages from colleagues in EMS who admitted they’d been in the same hole. Supervisors who could have looked the other way, but didn’t. Members of Marina’s congregation who reached out with warmth I didn’t see coming. Even people I barely knew told me they saw themselves in my words. It felt like people started handing me candles in the dark, one by one, until the room didn’t look so terrifying anymore.

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A Mental Health Odyssey

A Mental Health Odyssey

I’ve written before about my struggles with mental health. I’m diagnosed with major depressive disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, and social phobia. Many are surprised to learn this about me in contrast with my chosen profession of EMS, where I am routinely confronted with high-stress situations and interfacing with the public and unknown groups of people on a regular basis. At baseline, I’m a pretty easy-going guy. Through a combination of a lifetime of therapy and the right medications, I am able to live a happy life, and function well at work, providing professional, courteous care to my patients, and working well with my peers and supervisors. Over the past year and a half or so, I lived and worked through some very difficult changes in my mental health. They affected me, my family, my work life, my home life, everything around me changed as a result. I am writing this (very long) blog post to share my journey into, through, and out of one of the worst times of my life.

Please be forewarned that I share very personal information and thought processes, some medical information, and thoughts pertaining to suicidality/self-harm in this post.

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McClain, Paramedics, Qualified Immunity, Other Thoughts

Many of you may have already read the verdicts rendered for Jeremy Cooper and Peter Cichuniec, two Aurora-area Firefighter/Paramedics who were involved in the care and transport of Elijah McClain in 2019 in Aurora, Colorado. The encounter between Mr. Mcclain, Aurora PD, and Aurora FD ultimately resulted in his untimely death. For those unfamiliar with the case, the brief summary is thus:

A suspicious person call resulted in a PD stop of Elijah, who was walking home from a convenience store with the merchandise he purchased. Several Aurora PD officers on-scene attempted to restrain Elijah, ultimately utilizing a carotid choke hold to subdue him to the ground. During this time, EMS was also summoned as he was suspected to be suffering from “excited delirium” – a diagnosis made by PD, not by EMS, as they had not yet arrived on-scene. When AFD arrived on-scene, according to body-cam footage, the FF/Medics were directed by PD to restrain Elijah with Ketamine because of his apparent excited state (it was later determined he was likely hypoxic from the carotid hold, and not because of an underlying drug- or psychosis-related delirium state) and the paramedics, without performing their own physical exam, checking any vital signs, or determining the appropriate course of action, seemed to follow directions from APD, who do not have medical control authority over AFD. The paramedics administered 500mg of Ketamine (likely an inappropriate dose and inappropriate medication to give in the first place), and then placed Elijah in a prone position on the stretcher for transport. No vital signs were assessed and he remained handcuffed and prone for enough of a period of time to cause apnea (stopped breathing) and went into respiratory arrest, ultimately going into cardiac arrest and dying while under EMS care and in APD custody.

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Lifesaver? Hardly.

This lifesaver pin was presented to me to celebrate my first CPR “Save” – when, early in my EMS career, I worked as part of a team of EMS professionals to apply CPR (Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation) to a Sudden Cardiac Arrest victim, and this resulted in the patient having their pulse restored long enough to be transported via ambulance to an ER for definitive care for their blocked coronary artery. The patient lived, was able to walk out of the hospital, and to the best of my knowledge, lived a long and happy life for a good number of years after that. I wear this pin with pride, celebrating this moment in my career when I worked as part of a team of professionals to truly save a life, to help literally bring somebody back from the dead, to give them a second chance at life. To make the biggest, greatest, possible difference in a human being’s world one could ever possibly hope to make.

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EMS Week 2020!

EMS_Week_2020_Final_CMYK-scaledIt’s EMS WEEK 2020! It sure doesn’t feel like it, though. Usually as we are approaching this week, we’re talking about crew breakfasts, the EMS week banquet, service recognition events, team-building, and other fun events. Instead, our discussions are focused on things like PPE utilization, COVID alert rates, disease spread, and community fatality rates. Much of the work that ACEP and NAEMT have done in preparing for EMS Week this year has basically been to support all of us in EMS in continuing to do the job that we love so much in the face of such a strange and challenging pandemic, rather than their traditional roles of cheer-leading and boosting morale during this week. Continue reading “EMS Week 2020!”

Connecting with a Drug Overdose Patient

Freehold-Heroin-Possession-Offense (1)She’s only 20 years old*. 15 years younger than me. Laid out on the ground in front of the house. It’s 40 degrees outside at 1am here in Texas. Her boyfriend woke up and found her not breathing and did CPR on her while waiting for us to show up. The police showed up first and she woke up. They started their investigation before Fire and EMS even made it to the scene, and proudly declared to me that they had discovered heroin and drug paraphernalia inside the house. All around me are public safety employees shouting at this young woman, “what did you take?” and “what are you on?” and “whose drugs are inside the house?” Continue reading “Connecting with a Drug Overdose Patient”

Musings on a decade in EMS

You know that song by Faces, Ooh La La, that has the chorus that goes “I wish that I knew what I know now, when I was younger“? That’s how I feel about some parts of my career in EMS. I realized today that I’m about 12 years into my EMS career, and about 7 of those years spent working full-time in EMS. A decade or so of working in public service has shown me a lot of amazing things. I’ve seen people cause each other great pain and harm, and I’ve seen the truly amazing side of humanity – people coming together to help total strangers on their worst day. I’ve responded to MVCs, fires, overdoses, cardiac arrests, asthma attacks, heart attacks, strokes, a wildfire, floods, a tornado, and more falls than I can count. I’ve worked for city, county, and private EMS services. I’ve worked as a volunteer, a part-timer, and as a career paramedic. I’ve been on ambulances, squads, chase cars, engines, rescues, and trucks. The one thing that stands out about every single place I’ve ever worked, and every call I’ve ever been on, are the people who’ve been by my side on each call.  Continue reading “Musings on a decade in EMS”

The Socially Awkward Medic

03ff4d26895997.5635dddabbf33I’m awkward. I’m introverted. I struggle sometimes with depression and anxiety. I’ve been, at one time or another, diagnosed with clinical depression, major depression, social anxiety, social phobia, and an anger disorder. You might be reading this paragraph and wondering aloud, “how the hell does he function as a paramedic?” – and you’re not alone. I wonder this sometimes myself.

There is a part of me that is unsure of myself, self-doubt abounds, especially when I’ve made a mistake, or think I’ve made a mistake. I try to always do right by my patients, to ease their pain, settle their mind, make them more comfortable. Some patients are unhappy no matter what I do. Some patients die no matter what I do. I’ve been in EMS for about 10 years now, and I’m starting to accept this reality, that dissatisfaction and death are a regular part of my job, and that there’s not always anything I can do about it except smile, do my best, and then move on to the next emergency. Continue reading “The Socially Awkward Medic”

Like my own Gramma

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My  Gramma’s hand, held by my sister’s, a few days before Gramma passed away.

We  were dispatched for trouble breathing. It had been a busy night, back-to-back calls, all kinds of patients. The day had felt rather hurried and frantic. My partner and I were both a few PCRs behind. We arrived on scene at a single family home and a woman waiting out front for us. “It’s my mom…. something’s not right…” she trails off, obviously upset, fearing that we’re going to bear horrible news when we see her mother.
The house is old, with narrow hallways and tight corners. We leave the cot in the hallway leading to the back bedroom because it won’t make the tight turn. I carry my monitor and airway bag.

As I make the turn into the bedroom, my heart skips a beat. The frail, white-haired, quiet woman in bed could have been my Gramma’s twin. Continue reading “Like my own Gramma”