Am I becoming a serial complainer?
I just thought that I would share something about my experience of having a brother with serious mental illness. I am not sure his exact label but we have three to pick from Schizophrenia, Bipolar disorder or Schizoaffective disorder. I don’t really care I only know how it affects his life, mine and the rest of my family.
I was really pleased to find this site and I am surprised there are not more blogs on it. I am hoping that blogging on here might help me get a few things off my chest and lesson the burden on my partner, who has to listen to me almost everyday talk about my brother, especially at the moment as he is hospital under a section. I also hope to hear from other siblings – tell me you sometimes feel the same way, tell me I doing the right things, tell me your experience, tell me what you think, be critical if you need to be but please do talk to me!
I have tried many times to write about this and I ways struggle and ultimately fail. I never know where to start, it always feels like there is just too much detail, it feels like I can never get it all down in words. So I will just tell you that I am 37, my brother is 48 and his difficulties with his mental health all started 24 years ago. I am sure, as I do more blogs, I can go into some of my experiences over the years but if I try to start that now I know I will fail again to get it down, So I will start with what is happening now. This will probably give me enough to write about anyway.
I will start by telling you that, in case I forget later, that I love my brother very much, I think he is funny, kind, brave and loving. At the moment however it is really hard to recognise him. He is very psychotic and he hates me very much. But what I want to share with you today is my worry that at too early an age I am becoming a serial complainer!! Oh I don’t mean to those close to me, oh woe is me and all that, I mean a serial formal complainer. I have just send off yet another letter of complaint to the NHS Trust in charge of the inpatient unit where my brother is admitted. Although he is on a section, the ward that he is on is an open ward, and goodness me what an apt name! He has been on a section there 6 times in the last 7 years and every time it is the same story. I suppose they are consistent.
Although he is so unwell that they felt that he needed to be sectioned, it seems that the ward is unable to prevent him leaving the ward whenever he gets the notion to. So far this week that has been every evening around 6 pm. He walks out of the fire door, the alarm goes off, they ask him to come back, he says he will not. They say he must. He walks on until he gets about 10 meters. He is now off hospital grounds, so the staff can no longer do anything! He continues on his journey, first night in his dressing gown, last night just in a shirt, the staff go back to the ward, they call my mom to let her know (which believe me is a huge improvement!) and then they call the police to let them know. And so there we have it – is it just me or is this insane!!!
As you can imagine we all then have a wonderful next few hours, telephoning relatives who live close, just to make them aware that he might turn up there. Then worrying about what might happen to him, will he just get drunk, will he turn up somewhere demanding money, will he get hurt – will he freeze in just his shirt!! You can’t help the way you mind works in these situations. I talk to mom, I tell her not to worry, I say he always turns up, he’ll be OK, she calms down, says she will try to stop thinking of all the things that might happen. Then what, I who was calm and being optimistic well I get off the phone and I start doing all the gloomy thinking for us!!
As well as these regular escapes, he also seems to be able to get cannabis fairly easily on the ward, which again really is not helping his state of mind. So although my brother has been in the hospital for nearly a month now, he is actually getting worse. It was the same last time, 2 years ago, and it ended with him spending a year in a secure unit over 100 miles from home! And so it starts again, only this time the care team have decided much more quickly that they are unable to provide the correct environment for him to get well and they are applying for funding for him to go somewhere else.
Anyway back to my point. This morning I read the usual spiel on this hospital’s website which included the sentence: “All in patient wards ensure that individuals, irrespective of age, receive their care/treatment in the most appropriate care environment to meet their needs”. Well the next thing I know I have spurted out a letter of complaint and have pressed the send button.
So to my shame I’ve done it again. Yet again I have with free will entered the Kafkaesque world of the NHS Complaints System. Am I the only one who still does this?
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