I just found a really sweet journal entry from 5/2017 that touched my heart ❤️ so much and would like to share it here. I was working as an RN at an acute care psychiatric hospital. I was caring for a patient named Charles F, who was in his early 20's. He was genius level smart and was employed for a company as a computer programmer. He was admitted because he was experiencing some unexplained psychosis and exhibiting some very unusual behaviors that I had never seen in any other patient before or after him. He had absolutely no regard for others' personal space, and kept getting beat up by some of the other male patients for acting completely rediculous and out of control. I had such heart for him as if he were my own son and would look out for him. He and I would role play like we were in the show "Star Trek." I was the "Commander" of the ship (the hospital) and my desk top and wall screen monitors we called "Starboard. " In order to help him avoid getting into fights when he went outside with the other patients, I had him pretend as though he was stepping off the ship onto another planet. He was instructed to return to the ship immediately if he encountered any unfriendly life forces out there. 😄 🤣 😂 His main problem was impulse control and not delusions so it's not like I was feeding into any thought patterns. The last time I saw Charles was the day before he discharged home when he handed me a note that read: Dear Commander, We have logged many hours and won many battles together, many of them mental. Stay tight with our Creator and be awesome. Signed Charles F. I'm glad I wrote that memory down because he was very special to me, and I felt that the Lord gave me a creative way to be able to interact with him effectively.

Posted by Mkclarke425 at 2024-02-06 23:06:52 UTC