That Boy Needs Therapy
“That boy needs therapy, psychosomatic,
That boy needs therapy, purely psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy
Lie down on the couch! What does that mean?
You’re a nut! You’re crazy in the coconut!
What does that mean? That boy needs therapy
I’m gonna kill you, that boy needs therapy
Grab a kazoo, let’s have a duel
Now when I count three
That, that, that, that, that boy.. boy needs therapy
He was white as a sheet
And he also made false teeth”- Lyrics to “Frontier Psychiatrist” by The Avalanches
Thanks to Shrink Rap for reminding how much I love the above song.
I had a good day on the adolescent girls inpatient psychiatry unit. Too hungry to write more at the moment.
Memorable exchange from today:
Me: So far I’m happy to see how much less violent the girls unit is compared to the boys.
Nurse: Yes, but girls can also be very violent, and very mean.
Me: You don’t have to tell me that…I have 3 sisters!
(Note: I love you, Julena, Briana and Corina!)
Photo: Me and my fellow “psycho” Diana, who donned a rain condom in preparation for the rain storm.