Renaming: “psychiatric abuse” becomes “medical abuse”

This broadens the definition, for one thing, and my intention isn’t to pin it on one branch of medicine but to say that our whole system is based on

THE DOCTOR KNOWS BEST

however, THE PATIENT KNOWS BEST.  Now why do I say this seemingly dumb thing?  Our doctors are trying to steal our bodies from us.  We are being managed.  We don’t need management. We need to reclaim our bodies and choose for ourselves and make our own decisions. Yet the medical world is trying to take the decisions out of the hands of responsible adults and families and put these choices in the hands of profit-makers.

So if we decide we want a second opinion, or we disagree with the determination of “expert,” whether this is a psychiatrist or another medical specialty, our rights and freedom are legally taken away.

Psychiatric abuse is one form of medical abuse and I think often, medical abuse involves psychiatry because psychiatry is the one medical profession that actually imprisons its patients.  Psychiatry can also put a legal order on someone and forcibly make the person do something via the courts.  All it takes is the opinion of a psychiatrist, who uses no specific scientific proof, just his word, that you are WRONG, and poof!  Court order.

We are also seeing parents lose custody of their children, that is, minors, because the parents disagree with the all-holy doctors.  The kids have no voice.  No one listens to the kids and they are caught in the middle.  The parents are silenced, called abusers, and the giant institutions legally take away any decision-making ability they had.

So I need to use new words.  Medical abuse. Which includes psychiatric abuse of course…it is a given. These go hand in hand.

I am going to start my newsletter…at some point…I am so tired right now.

6 thoughts on “Renaming: “psychiatric abuse” becomes “medical abuse””

  1. Julie, I take your point about the fallibility of doctors but at the same time I think that psychiatric patients are much more vulnerable than others with other medical conditions. If someone has a physical condition and they are unhappy with their doctor then they can, and often do, seek a second opinion. If however, the patient has a history of psychiatric problems then, I imagine, that it is easier to dismiss their concerns and take action against their will. Some of course need protection and cannot make informed decisions. The challenge is maybe to distinguish between those who are able to take responsibility for their own lives and others who need care.

    1. I think the family can help here. For instance, when I was suffering malnutrition, the docs saw I was all confused. I kept telling them that I was NOT normally that way.

      Now, the kidney doc “got” this, knowing how kidneys worked. He understood that no way could I think clearly due to electrolyte imbalances. He felt that I needed restoration and no way should they be saying my thinking was always a mess. It didn’t take long before my thinking cleared up.

      However, the psychiatrist insisted I was psychotic. He pushed on me every antipsychotic in the book, including many I’d already taken and had a bad reaction to. He insisted I was “dangerous.” He never spent more than five minutes with me. He taunted me, and called me a liar, even pointing his finger at me while saying this. Everything I told them they assumed was untrue, including the fact I told them that my diabetes insipidus was from lithium. This was told to me quite clearly by a previous doctor, that the DI was caused by lithium.

      How badly can you not listen to a patient? I told myself afterward that if only my fellow grad students had spoken to these docs, all would have been cleared up. The docs insisted that I “lacked insight.” Such a common error, this assumption! My friend told me she has always been amazed at my self-insight, and that this is why I write memoir. I kept trying to tell this to those docs and they NEVER listened.

      I highly fault my previous shrink, Dr. P. She had a chip on her shoulder. Pissed at me for blogging about her hospital, about the abuse there. This had been going on for two years, of course. The hospital was on her case to get me to shut up, so she pressured the docs at the facility where I was locked up to drug me no matter what. If she really cared, surely, she wouldn’t have done that. But no, she cared about her reputation more than she cared about me, I guess. I know she’s shit on other patients, too. I’m lucky I’m free.

      Julie

  2. You are free Julie, and I am amazed by your fortitude and endurance over such a long period of time. I don’t know how I would have reacted, but I guess I would truly have gone mad. Thirty odd years is insane and, really, completely beyond belief. You must be such a strong person and I salute you.

    1. Jeez, thanks. Truth is, most are dead now, most of the folks I knew way back when. Or have very serious health problems requiring nursing home care. So sad.

      As far as going mad…I would say that in general, I am badly discredited by society. I am told I don’t really have a master’s degree, that I’m delusional that I ever went to college, and worse.

      Of course, I get discredited in other ways as well. People who are barely adults tell me all the time that I don’t know what I’m talking about. I have no clue what to say to that, so I laugh. Since when do you say that to an elder?

      I have been around a long time, and have indeed had these real experiences. No one can say I haven’t seen what I’ve seen or that I haven’t been where I’ve been.

      Thanks! Julie

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