It couldn't be more of a contrast in the other group, Rebecca talks to Mary, who lies limp in her chair, face turned into a corner and avoiding eye contact at all costs. Rebecca tilts her head, she chews and plays with her bottom lip as Mary mumbles "I managed to get a razor and hurt myself.....What is there to like about me.....I don't see myself getting any better."
|Karl and Frances|
The encounter between Rebecca and Frances highlights the problems of trying to converse with someone at such a low ebb and often doesn't want to talk either. It is a common theme as I eavesdrop on another nurse/patient conversation.
Nurse Karl is as nervous as his patient Frances, taking control of his emotions he forcefully commands the situation. Like a terrier with a bone, he isn't going to be side tracked from his intended goal, but Frances moves away, putting up her hand into his eye line. This is like a game of Chess, Karl cannot move his chair forward without threatening Frances, so he perches on the edge of its lip. Tenaciously he ask again and again "What's going on Frances?" She is not interested. Stalemate!
"Oh my dear, it's extremely annoying that you keep saying the word Alcoholic."
In the next few days I'll be writing about what it was like being in the active simulated ward with all 7 patients simultaneously doing their thing.