Don’t Give in Without a Fight
“Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don’t give in without a fight.Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?”- Lyrics to “Hey You” by Pink Floyd
Must keep this post telegraphic as it was a very long and “crazy” day at the hospital today on the inpatient adolescent boys psychiatry unit.
So many agitated and aggressive patients on the unit that I couldn’t get my daily work completed. Patients fighting each other, punching walls, running naked and having to be put into restraints. As I commented on the strangeness of the day, a nurse replied to me, “well it is a psychiatry unit, ya know!”
I have a bunch of stuff to read for classes tomorrow but not the energy to do so. Will have to stuff my face with food now and attempt to make a dent in the readings.
My job is stressful, challenging, and tiring.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Photos: Both taken on my walk to and from the hospital today. 1) “I locked my phone.” 2) Someone didn’t like their lunch? I have no idea…