If you have not had the opportunity to read this Facebook post written by Corinne McDermott, you may wish to do so. It is definitely time well spent.
According to Carolyn Abraham:
What is clear is that North America’s baby boomers have found themselves in a perfect storm of self-destruction. For starters, boomers happened to reach the age of aches and pains just as highly addictive prescription opioid painkillers went mass market in the 1990s.
If you have not had the opportunity to read Abraham’s article entitled, “Against Opioid Abuse Among Baby Boomers,” click here to do so.
The 2016 Gay Men’s Health Summit will be held at Simon Fraser University on November 9 and 10th, 2016. Over the two-day event, topics to be addressed include how technology and social media are helping to improve the health and well being of gay and bisexual individuals, challenges faced by trans men within the gay community, suicide prevention, racism, racial issues, and mental health. There will also be a workshop on the role Truth and Reconciliation recommendations can play in organizations. Click here to find out more about the Summit and to register for the event.
— Suicide Prevention (@cspyyc) June 8, 2016
Straight Talk is a half-day workshop focusing on preventing suicide in youth. It is designed for parents, family and friends, and anyone who works with youth ranging in age from 12 to 24 years old.
Date: September 13, 2016
Location: Kahanoff Centre, 2nd Floor – 105 12 Avenue SE, Calgary, Alberta
Time: 8:30 a.m. – 12:30 p.m.
Contact: Candice Hickman, email@example.com or phone: 403-245-3900
Click here for more information about the workshop and to register online.
We often hear patient stories – how an experience affected the individual, lessons learned, fears faced, tears shed etc. However, it is less common for us to hear physician stories. What do doctors experience? How do they feel? What fears do they have? In a recent article found in The Globe and Mail, psychiatrist David Goldbloom shares with us what it is like to lose a patient to suicide.
As I listen to Stan’s message on my voice-mail, I organize some stuff on my desk. Stan’s recorded voice sounds uncharacteristically small and hesitant. He tells me that earlier this afternoon Daryl jumped to his death from his apartment balcony.
Everything is suddenly still.
I play the message several times, listening closely for something I may have missed, but my thoughts are inexorably drawn to my meeting with Daryl two days before, seeing his wrinkled, checkered shirt, his unshaved face, his slow smile.
I sit at my desk, staring out the window, trying to think of the orderly steps of notification and documentation dictated by our policy and procedures manual. Then, in the privacy and silence of my office, I hold my head in my hands and weep.
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