Wednesday, 14 April 2010

Hard Night...

So... the ever dreaded suicide call....

Got one on my shift last night.... awww man....
From the start of the call to around 15 minutes in, I didn’t feel like it was going anywhere - so I was about to close. However she then mentioned it probably being her ‘last call’, which forced me to ask the question. At that point she admitted to having taken some pills, but refused to tell me what they were, or how many. Thankfully the supervisor was on to it - performed a trace and notified the police. I wasn’t able to keep her on the phone for the whole time (she’d figured out the process) so from this point I likely won’t know how it ended.

To make things interesting, this was also a ‘listening shift’, which meant that I had 4 counsellor trainees listening in on the call :S Good and a bad points to that. Good to provide the trainees with a pertinent example of intervention, and also giving me the chance to talk it through with them afterwards. But on the other hand it was a tad unsettling knowing there is a group of people focussed entirely on listening everything you do/ say!

I suppose it’s good to have one of those calls under my belt now, the one everyone dreads. And I’m feeling ok with it, I did my best, and there’s just nothing more I could do.

I also have some nice welts from some mean games of paintball earlier on. So a rather memorable day all up!